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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
Written by samael (Zaroff poetry)
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