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Oct 2014
As time slowly fades away the young boys fascination with the bird grows into infatuation. Chasing after the bird around the train car, the boy and the bird become the main event of a misfortunate situation. The man gazes in slight confusion.

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SOUL 1
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A
Run.
Run from
high pursuit.
I try to fly.
When
I do I hit the roof. With no real escape I search for temporary salvations. Once at peace I am disturbed again. When
Will this torture end? How many men can say
They have caught a bird with their
Bare hands?
A moment
to myself
trapped in a
train. And he will
not quit. All the joy
on his face.

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SOUL 2
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I
Run.
Here to
there, and
Back again.
Why try
to
Escape me. There is no place to go. No open window for you to run through. You persist to resist your end. Come
to me my friend let your destiny take its course
all forces are against you and still you try.
Why do you?
Why would
you fight.
Just give up.
Is it really worth
it to try and try?
If so, why

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SOUL 3
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A
Show
On a small
Train car. I
Watch cro-
ssing my
fingers hoping this boy would quit. Enthusiastically running from here to there. I hope he is aware
there is no way he  will catch a bird in here.
He must know. Even still he tries his
hardest to
catch some-
thing so free
he stops at no-
thing. He must
have never learned
to give up.
Kenneth Farward
Written by
Kenneth Farward  Queens New York
(Queens New York)   
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