two birds,
flying high in the early morning sky.
the sun has yet to make its presence known.
music seeps from an open window.
two birds,
two specks on white clouds.
standing at the window
contact is made with a pedestrian on the street.
two birds,
gone forever.
one bird,
stretches his wings and flies
to dawn.
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