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Nouns, verbs! Time to sing, escape your cage and break away like when a young bird, at evening, floats up high, flaps and reaches fully feathered, turns and looks to land. Hold that instant as the same but seeking, rolling, now alighting on a hand before you rhyme or fall, beat in time, lift and sing and, once more, call and fly. Real Poems |
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