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birds. remember?, drawing them against white skies, two lines graffited, an awe to the kids we were...? i really love birds, their chirping a winged colourway. early morning, a robin, dark orange chest, dead, laying there, on the door step. i never remember that birds do die and their flight.
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Oct 18, 2020
Oct 18, 2020 at 12:23 PM UTC
robin
birds. remember?, drawing them against white skies, two lines graffited, an awe to the kids we were...? i really love birds, their chirping a winged colourway. early morning, a robin, dark orange chest, dead, laying there, on the door step. i never remember that birds do die and their flight.
18.10.20
chimaera
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Oct 18, 2020
Oct 18, 2020 at 12:23 PM UTC
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