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Upon my open window seal,
     A robin has perched its breast;
I do not know what it can feel,
     But I feel it needs to rest.

I am sure it has flown quite far,
    Just to visit me at home;
It has flown with the shining stars;
    To and fro it's roamed.

I do not wish to scare it away,
    I must be quiet now;
For he has been blown astray,
    And slept in many a bough.

But wait! It has flown, is gone,
    In their early red sky;
But upon this early morning, dawn,
    The robin flies with the angels high.
©2008-2009 ~operx
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Dedicated to my friend :iconmix-breedkitsune: out of admiration and friendship. Not sure why the Robin reminded me of you =P

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:iconmix-breedkitsune:
Thank you. and i have no idea either:XD:

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Ide rather be the king of kids, then the prince of fools. ~Jack Black
:iconflyingartist92:
Mmm, I love it. Gentle and soothing...great work! (:
:iconlivsoule:
that's sweet

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Cut word lines — Cut music lines — Smash the control images — Smash the control machine — Burn the books — Kill the priests — Kill! Kill! Kill! ~ William S. Burroughs

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