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Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Maneshitsugumi

Taking flight, and letting go. Dropping and falling, thinking you could fly, but you could not. You weep, wondering when your Mama will come home to see that you are not in the nest anymore, hoping that she will come and get you from down below. She arrives, looks down, and makes a sound. You knew that was a laugh if she was human. Now you are all alone in that dark world. You haven’t been taught everything just yet, but you figure you’ll have to learn the rest by yourself.
Now it’s time you go explore. Finding food is tough. Something is stirring in the bushes north of where you are looking. It freaks you out, and a dark figure jumps. It goes all too fast and that was the end. You are no longer alive. You have been sent to heaven, but you are no longer walking on earth. Either your Mama should’ve taken care of you, or you should have listened. You were just a mockingbird.

That is somethign from my book I'm writing.

Coolio, bye.

-Aya

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