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
psychologistmimi 
I love the feel of this.
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SMiLeS HeaR
Take my Wing
Oh Lord They
Grow Endlessly
More To Give Away
Hehe
As Perhaps
You Noticed
The
Wing
Span Grow 🐦
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