Tuesday, November 26, 2013

The Sparrow Comments

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Who sings a song of sorrow better than the sparrow in the snow?
Keep silent swaying, sitting reluctantly suspended at the sycamore.
Slowly suffocate the darkness, see the sun at rise sneaking, bestow.
Silly little sparrow, seeking softness by the sky suffering as she soar.
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Amanda Elizabeth Sanchez
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