Meant to be RED
vivisection:
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comfort
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Saturday, November 6, 2010
Two Birds
It's dark outside
and I can hear the birds
not singing
they are somewhere safe and warm
in nests
in nooks of trees
wrapped in tiny
tufts of fur
of soft leaves
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