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a red feather soars through december air eyes searching and a red nose   lights sparkle beneath as towns as cities   eyes caught at a window a child
A highlighted moon and a star filled sky it was perfect weather for flight. You sat on my window, with untamed fiery hair and an outfit of green, reaching out your hand and saying “come with me.”  
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