Bird flies away
A cackle of presence flying is cruel.
See what life cries to be.
A broadened harrowing of seasons.
A poem for the woman that crowded nests.
Another Rhyme
Melee: taunting bell is rising a leer.
A request, a distant meal.
Many flee to be safe.
Rear to pay with babies changing.
Mary sought a way for their panic
As love is peace, give home.
I Will try being:
I am breasts, turning my life to amber.
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