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Sep 14
i took a walk today in the garden and saw a wounded bird trying to fly, her wings were broken as she gasped for air, with every raise she lost a feather but i could tell she knew no better, her eyes searched the sky waiting to be found, chirping for what sounded like eternity
Philomena
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Philomena  F/Washington, d.c.
(F/Washington, d.c.)   
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     Aishu, Imran Islam and Pradip Chattopadhyay
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