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#triggeringtown
There’s a concert in my back yard solos and duets all day a circus with acrobatics clowns painted with reds, blues and browns just feet from my perch here as I peck on the  keys the stars fly in then flit away with ease as if to tell me: you can’t hold me long with your seeds and your eyes we are free to dive the skies.
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May 12, 2022
May 12, 2022 at 9:31 AM UTC
The Birdfeeder