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Aug 18
Spy pigeon, oh spy pigeon,
perched high across my window
Bio engineered and slave,
Remote robot to unseen
master's master's whims
Chip in brain, camera in eye,
satcoms under its feathers
But Nature still reigns,
for here comes lady pigeon,
and off they flew and never return
Written by
Ylzm
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     Jill, Pradip Chattopadhyay and Maybelater2
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