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I’m not sure what brought me to look up but i saw a lady red tail, perched atop the elm by the bus stop, With her head tucked under her wing, probably as cold as I was. I’ve only ever seen them with entrails in their mouth, at conservations and public gardens, among masses of tourists, and maybe their shadows in the top floor of the castle where i attended boring freshman classes. Once in the car driving up to the capital with my cousin- they’re said to be common though. Lady was different- she was small and seemed docile not unlike the fluffy little birds that made homes in the bricks at the station, making themselves bigger for warmth. I stopped in my tracks and stared, then looked around for someone to share her with- but everyone looked awfully busy.
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Oct 29, 2019
Oct 29, 2019 at 11:57 PM UTC
Lady
I’m not sure what brought me to look up but i saw a lady red tail, perched atop the elm by the bus stop, With her head tucked under her wing, probably as cold as I was. I’ve only ever seen them with entrails in their mouth, at conservations and public gardens, among masses of tourists, and maybe their shadows in the top floor of the castle where i attended boring freshman classes. Once in the car driving up to the capital with my cousin- they’re said to be common though. Lady was different- she was small and seemed docile not unlike the fluffy little birds that made homes in the bricks at the station, making themselves bigger for warmth. I stopped in my tracks and stared, then looked around for someone to share her with- but everyone looked awfully busy.
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Oct 29, 2019
Oct 29, 2019 at 11:57 PM UTC
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