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the birds

I don’t aim to fly higher than high.

I just aim

and well(that’s enough for me),

the rest is for the birds.

3 thoughts on “the birds

  1. here, where I live, the birds are really (not only hypothetically) singing at night. This is true, and I only wonder why… maybe we get a pole shift.

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