I saw a flying creature drenched
And leaning
Should I say leaning; probably not
The bird on the Bird
Appear to roost all alone
Briskly swiftly
The speed of my means increased
As the downpours proceeded
I returned seeing myself
Grinning in the desire for
Having sight of this creature
There again she was calmly
Looking at the individual of me
I pulled up, zoomed her at
A distance
She realized I saw her
I saw she realized in me
That internal air
An internal air made it conceivable
This fledgling bird looked littler
And alive on the Bird
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