birds
have no feelings,
at least
none that
they show.
they don't have
the time
or the inclination
to be
happy, or sad,
joyous or
full of woe.
they just
fly away from
trouble or
love,
with everywhere
being somewhere
next to
go. how nice,
at times
to be a bird.
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