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two sparrow

This morning, a sparrow

gnaws at my ear, his absence

is all that I see, while sunlight

casts shadows on tree limbs

I hear, nothing but sparrow clearly

while stillness, and calm

fly all through the air, impressions

a Renoir scene, two sparrow

take wing, like dancers I hear

them tip toe paint gracefully.

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