Monday... by Lone Chimney Sweep

Jul 2021

I killed a finche, I don't know why
But perhaps a finche was meant to die
Although his wings were grown to fly
Maybe wings don't always touch the sky

#flying #love #destiny #poem #circumstances

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Lone Chimney Sweep 21/F/South Africa

(21/F/South Africa)

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