there is room.
you find
the space.
you bring home
another bird
with a broken
wing. a cat
with one eye.
a three
legged dog.
you make them
comfortable.
there is
everything
here that they
need. you
understand
them. you don't
want their
love, their
affection.
you want them
to be free of
such things
that burden
us as humans.
they can come
and go as
they please,
the window
is always open,
the door ajar.
you understand
them.
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