the birds sing their
— A Cornered Gurl (@trEisthename) March 12, 2020
joyous songs
unaware of the world
bursting at its seams.
they know not the terror
of being a faulty human
faulting others
for the inexplicable.
I want to be
like the birds. #Poetry #Micropoetry #Nature #Life #ThursdayThoughts #Peace
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A Cornered Gurl 
Ah yes… let’s spread our wings and fly!
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I’ve thought this often, but not as perfectly phrased as this! I’m glad there are so many singing out there today to keep my mind in the right place…
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I don’t care for birds, but I adore their songs. They’re so beautiful.
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Beautiful!
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Thank you, young one!
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You’re welcome madame!
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