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Ode To The Little Sparrow.

 

Non, je ne regrette rien
sang the little sparrow—
I lay on soil watching stars
as smoke waltzed
out from my
nose.

La Môme Piaf
the keeper of vagabonds—
drying my eyes as I hear
your voice through
my friends
radio.
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