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Jul 2013
I found a little broken bird
Feather light, sweet and disturbed
Chirping loud offensive bursts
Flapping wild dance on curb

I wouldn’t dare cage her so
She roamed free
Regained her wings at home with me
Caught off guard the way
She handled hits
Violent when she sings

Shouldn’t stop, but golden made
Path strayed and dropped busy day
Comfort melted by my blue
So full of charity

Flew away one night, new tree
After all did not need me
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