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1d
From within our heated homes,
Food and water nourishing bones,
Time is spent, thinking of a future event.
But,
The birds sing, despite the monster with the Claws, that constantly Persists in it's downfall.



Song, Our house, Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young
I love cat's, this is just from the perspective of a bird 🐦 which I  know you know, but there's always one out there.
Nick Moore
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Nick Moore  Cornwall
(Cornwall)   
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