Above the desert floor, vultures circled patience
They read the land better than maps
We followed without knowing the ending
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Through reeds, cranes moved like memories
Their steps erased themselves
No mark, but something stayed
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High above the jungle, parrots screamed their neon songs
Each call wild, defiant, alive
I loved their refusal to be quiet
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You can tell a lot about a person by how they treat someone who can’t give them anything in return.
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