I watched you for ages, you were in a meditative haze, orange beak open body in a contorted shape, like concord about to take off you were resting in mid summers spotlight shimmering in the haze like a sauna’s intense heat. you were living firmly in he moment, steadfast in another place, another world What do you dream of mr blackbird?
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