` Tribute to a sensitive child-fellow bird Dragging across a small tree Only young but forever shouting joy Never forgiving or forgetting me And you vitalize this bald bird Very colored, arrayed as night Now not alone seeking speckled three Lavender, violet gypsied pilings white Each child wants the nut brown birds Every bush sailed eve Catch me deformity bring me joy Happily laughing before I leaveBirth sign: Sagittarius
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