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Apr 2021
Wind howls through the window
Skies grey and dull as if in mourning...
Amidst so much dreariness
A lil bird hops and skips on my window sill
Chirping as she goes
Spreading cheer on this dreadful morn...
Telling me ... all is not lost
Tomorrow...still to come...
Written by
J Kharkongor Szabo
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   Druzzayne Rika
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