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During The Spring, They Used To Come, But Now Vultureless

During the spring, they used to come
And I used to find them
Sitting over
The hills and the crags,
The leafless cotton trees
But in bloom,
Perched on the boughs and twigs,
The big-big birds,
A few unable to fly,
perhaps it was the symptom

Which grew in more
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Monday, October 6, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: art
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