i spread feathers
in the air
filling some space
in the neighbor's
yards
and they start talking
like parakeets
something about you
which i have never
touched
but i have no regrets
for i still rely on feelings
which never lie to me
perhaps i was misled
and betrayed
but it does not matter
for i still love you
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