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by @tendrils

birds birds birds— birds left untitled, untitled flight and traveler moribund and morbid fleetingly silent, through the skies unwanted. trying to break out from monotonie.

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tendrils

20 / M

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tendrils

20 / M

Published

Nov 8, 2020

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Tags: #birds #flight #shortpoem

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