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A BIRDS NEST
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A BIRDS NEST |
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Seeker72 Member
since 2007-02-24
Posts 387Oregon USA |
A BIRDS NEST I sat staring at it awash in the dirt Two small bodies lay underneath A cry somewhere behind me From the mother? The father maybe? From somewhere I heard a cry Deep down within myself Temptation calls Yet I leave the nest as it lay As a marker A head stone If one were to call it such Of mans uncaring For that which he cast aside While making his world beautiful |
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