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A little bigger than larks
Red crossbill
keep me quiet
as you fly among the midday sun
if life were but a race
you would be nearly run
mandible as mighty
tip the scales
extract the seeds
Balkans
in the Bosnian pine
paints quite the sight to feed
keep me quiet
as you fly among the midday sun
if life were but a race
you would be nearly run
mandible as mighty
tip the scales
extract the seeds
Balkans
in the Bosnian pine
paints quite the sight to feed
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