Rebbecca Peninsulari

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Today I feel like flying
past the highest high.
Swoop down, turn around
and be back to my dwelling place.
...

They are all stuck up jerks.
Though I befriend them all.
They talk about themselves.
Their lives, their stuff, who's at the small.
...

Pacing in front.
Turning around
seeing you there
I am fine
...

Writing stories by the hour.
Composing emails and then deleting.
Hungry and cold.
I'm lost and alone.
...

5.

I am cold and warm
happy and sad
tall and short
loved and hated
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Maybe sometimes I hear my name in the crowd
But every time it is not that loud.
Whenever I hear a conversation
I jump to the conclusion
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Our names could not be spoken in the same statement
I was the predator, you the prey.
An any day, I forget.
You came up to me to say:
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The Best Poem Of Rebbecca Peninsulari

Flight Of The Macaws

Today I feel like flying
past the highest high.
Swoop down, turn around
and be back to my dwelling place.
Today is a new day, tomorrow is too.
Come on, lets fly wherever we want.
All of us, now we are united.
Scarlet, Spix, come on let's go!
Through the Amazon, until we get tired.
Forgiveness was always an issue for me.
Has been, is, and always will be.
Today I am free.
I'll fly from sea to shining sea.
My red requirements have been fulfilled.
And to them I say sorry.
Sorry sorry sorry.
I ask for new roots.
Turning over soil.
As united we stand, divided we fall.
Tonight we celebrate the flight
of the Macaws.
Tonight I am free.
Tonight I shall fly.

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