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  1. 11-07-2013, 09:19 AM #1
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    Default A Musing (not really as poem)

    Today,
    In the prison,
    I saw a tiny little baby sparrow sitting on the wire.
    As I passed by he didn't flinch.
    I returned.
    And put out my finger,
    And touched his little tail feathers.
    He didn't move.
    He may have been shit-scared,
    But I rather like the thought
    That he hadn't yet learned to fear humans.
    It was the best thing that happened to me today.


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    (it's supposed to say 'Not Really A Poem', how annoying...)
    Last edited by carlmaloschneider; 11-07-2013 at 09:22 AM.
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