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Feb 2021
birds are talking

away through drawn

blinds.

they can see their

words way before

they hear them.

songs go a long way.

might I say I have

heard something I've

never heard before.

might I say.

if their words were

anymore candid,

their whole history

of flight would cease

to exist.
Onoma
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Onoma  (N)ow(Y)ou(C)an
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     --- and Thomas W Case
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