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I rested on a bench on a bank of a canal. The grey steady sky gradually broke blue. It was cold, but the sun soon shone through thawing the chill from my bones. A sparrow landed beside me on the green metalic seat. Glanced at me once then eyed the debris gathered by my feet. Not spying any decent morsels to eat, it took to the sky and flew. As I watched it go I heard my soul whispering, "please take me with you."
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Nov 16, 2015
Nov 16, 2015 at 5:29 PM UTC
The canal.
I rested on a bench on a bank of a canal. The grey steady sky gradually broke blue. It was cold, but the sun soon shone through thawing the chill from my bones. A sparrow landed beside me on the green metalic seat. Glanced at me once then eyed the debris gathered by my feet. Not spying any decent morsels to eat, it took to the sky and flew. As I watched it go I heard my soul whispering, "please take me with you."
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Nov 16, 2015
Nov 16, 2015 at 5:29 PM UTC
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