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box

                     this bird box is occupied

beautiful blue tits raising a fragile family

fluttering,

night and day    back and forth, feeding

catching, hunting, and fluttering

feeding their young, their kids, the next flutterers' and flyers,

the crows

the magpies...(our beautiful parrots)

have fed else where this season,

                                               the blues and the yellows
the greys

flowing fluttering feeding            and

looking out into the light
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