Birds gave us the ideas,
from their wings
And bones of hollow air,
silky feathers
That would some times
drop in our street
Dancing down the layers
of air playfully.
We would catch and hide
them in the pages
Of books, not to use them
as bookmarks.
Birds gave us the ideas,
from their wings
And bones of hollow air,
silky feathers
That would some times
drop in our street
Dancing down the layers
of air playfully.
We would catch and hide
them in the pages
Of books, not to use them
as bookmarks.
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