seethingblue's Diaryland Diary

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from my perch

when the season changes, i notice the difference in birds that perch along my windowsill. i never see these birds, refusing to open my blinds, but i memorize their distinct sounds. and i know that i'm afraid that one day i will open the blinds and nothing will be there. and nothing will come again. to sing.

18:37 - 28 May, 2002

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