On seeing a lone swallow
By tan63
Tue, 27 Jul 2021
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Bruised in black and blue, homeward bound.
Hello sailor, greatest navigator, independence personified.
True high-flier, north to south returning, what do we look like from there?
Whet your wings and release me from this perpetual squabble, this competition.
Lonesome sailor, bon voyage.
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