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I spotted a red robin I can hear him tweeting, sounds as if he is pleading. Surely he has seen something while flying. His aerial view can reveal a different side to a situation and when in conversation he is quite perturbed to discover someone Hiding undercover from all the squalor that we have been living Some call it sinning while others are grinning ear to ear You might hear what he has to say and his friend the blue jay
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May 10, 2016
May 10, 2016 at 4:09 PM UTC
Aerial
I spotted a red robin I can hear him tweeting, sounds as if he is pleading. Surely he has seen something while flying. His aerial view can reveal a different side to a situation and when in conversation he is quite perturbed to discover someone Hiding undercover from all the squalor that we have been living Some call it sinning while others are grinning ear to ear You might hear what he has to say and his friend the blue jay
lisa-gray
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May 10, 2016
May 10, 2016 at 4:09 PM UTC
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