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Flock

The rain stopped. And as I stepped outside, A small flock of small birds Exploded From the bush beside me, Into to the freshened day.

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where r u?

i hear you and i keep looking up, but where are You? oh, opps – You were beside me all along. not all bushes burn – some sing. listen.

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