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Jul 2013
like land birds        
we circle,
chase,                    
                                 glide after each other
over the sea                                  
there's no place          
for a land bird to rest                              

                                      will we simply
stop flying
              exhausted
                                            and drown?
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maybella snow
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maybella snow  where i don't want to be
(where i don't want to be)   
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