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An elegant bird,
slender feet, endless tail,
comes
close to me, to see what animal I am.
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It takes small hops
watching me surrounded
by green pasture and sky,
and they are two question marks
those nervous eyes waiting in ambush
like two pins,
two black points, thin rays of light
that stop me in my tracks and ask
if I fly and where to.“Bird” by Pablo NerudaPosted on January 23, 2010 with 3 notes
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