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Apr 2022
This morning my little bird died
But I don't know it yet
The air grew cold, feathers grew old
Gazes unusually wet
Yet after all another day
I wasn't so upset

A month flew by and he still died
But the days just reset
He's still in there behind the bars
We got the story straight
Bears the same colors, shares a name
Chirps slightly out of tune

It's been a year and he still died
But I don't know it yet
And memories began to fade
But I can't share them yet
I can't believe he flew away
But I don't need it yet

Before another year goes by
I'll lose another pet
Bring it with me to the deep lake
Of tears I never let
At the bottom of my own heart
The days will just reset.
On est tous dans le même bateau
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Cognitive Conflict  29/M/France
(29/M/France)   
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