The Bird

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I was crying today.

Because the bird flew away.

I nursed it back to health and opened the window.

It stood by the cage it was in all day, it looked at the window.

I though it would stay.

But the bird flew away.

I was crying today.

The bird hasn't come back, but I'm glad about that.

I was crying today, because thankfully the bird flew away.

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