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Jul 2014
A flock of birds
Is just like people
They hover around for the important things
They want the first worm
But once that worm is gone
They fly on.
Nothing is left for them.
Birds come down to get food.
And then they leave.
And so do people.
So why can't you just stay?
Just this once.
Emily Brundage
Written by
Emily Brundage  Hopewell Jct, NY
(Hopewell Jct, NY)   
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