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Apr 2014
I saw two birds today
Though only one was real
The other was in my window sill
Fluttering its bright yellow wings
And clenching its paper talons.
It had two heads, but only one spoke,
Calling out my name.
It must have been the bird,
Or was it me?
Written by
Lewis Setter
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