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Aug 2014
remember to fly
                                        quickly

lest your wilted wings
                                                      surrender

come alive with the the rapid thrum of your  
                                                          ­  
       heart  

trace patterns left behind by billowing
                                                                               clouds  

or create your own portraits in the dense evening
                                                                ­                          fog

head south amongst your most loyal
                                                                              brothers

and find your purest solace in
                                                                 heaven

               
                          bird
to  be  a
brokenperfection
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   quiet is violent
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