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The Black Bird
the black bird flies
and loses itself in the darkness of
the night
not stopping going beyond
fog
wanting to find the star
tired it stops for rest on top
of the highest cliff
looking the plains below
house like dots
alone
and lonely perhaps but strong and
determined
tonight it starts again
its journey
to nowhere
poem
by
Ric S. Bastasa
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