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[the sky is an arch within which]

the sky is an arch within which
the city pigeon limps through
the litter in the street
the grey trees stand at the window
a chair stands in front of it
a sill on which he sits

he uses a corner of the table
to remove the feathers
and only yellow skin remains

quite willingly
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