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the gold flitters in and out the green
it's a day's work eating your weight in the sky
my office window opens to a world too wide
the square peg of punched in time
separated by a pane of glass from the whole
a hummingbird came close to pecking
my workspace color, I nearly tasted
the break neck nectar in his wings
the daydream is my hourly wage
when the New Jerusalem settles down
these bird notes will fill my resume`
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