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The Fake Birds

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I spy two magpies, pecking the grounds of my neighbours
They bow down and rise up, like in a medieval dance
As I take my eyes away from the coupled birds
I wonder if they will still be there dancing when I return…
Later I did return and still they were dancing in my neighbours
So from this I conclude it seems that ‘love can last
If you both love to each over and both survive to love like so’

Even though it was two birds, known to steal shining silver things
Just pecking the ground in order to survive their short lived life.



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