Sunday, December 10, 2017

Wind Canary Comments

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I had a dream of a little yellow bird that flew me to the sky,
Above the trees, past the clouds, soaring far too high.
I cried to the little yellow bird as its wings and heart beat fast,
"Why do we fly so high little bird when you know it can't last? "
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April Monroe
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April Monroe

Olean, N.Y.
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