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A Bird Is I not like a bird flying to and fro looking for a nest to lend. ‘Tis the fire hot not cold ? ‘Tis not my nest to rest. The bloody cold has got my best. Are not my wings more import than the nest ? For my wings are LOVE that fly me hither here thither there to……..LOVE ………………at the END |
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