[Another old poem]
I. Have. A.
flies; through the air
Around a house. And
into my room, again. This time
with a message.
Not for me.
But. For. My. Other.
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"My Bird" was written June 14th, 2008 by flaminghomosexuelle, and filed under Writing and tagged bird, poem.
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