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The Brown Bird — Meenas Poems

The wings flutter up and downthat of the bird in browna big one akin to an owlwith eyes black in tone. The bird takes off as if in a dashpenetrates with a splashthe sky divides to let it passone could see its huge claws, Sharp enough to peel off the skinthe air blows very thinthe […]

The Brown Bird — Meenas Poems

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