Psychology

I heard a little bird this morning

He chirped softly at the back window.

A soft chirp

A glimmer of hope

A little thrilll

Hope springs eternal

The birdie chirped twice

Then he fluttered away

I wished he had carried me with him

Chirping and fluttering above the cacophony

Categories: Psychology

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