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Black Bird
by , 01-09-2011 at 11:11 AM (1230 Views)
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My passing by does not disturb her either
I stop and desire her to come to me
This winter bird with black feathers all over
But she walks a leisurely step
Beside a small pine, on a lawn in the city centre,
Neither approaching
Nor going away further
Like a cunning fish
Facing against me, across the fence
Suddenly like a naughty child
She turns around deftly
Jumps and runs to the lawn central
One of her companions stays there
Waiting for her eagerly
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