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A passing of seconds-- a bird's song filters and dies never heard or once heard unanswered with a glance upward, but no voice. Louder a call of serenity falling to the ground in terminal velocity hitting with a crash responded to by all-- jumping away from the silent pool of blood covering the cracked cement, congealing. Shattered message lying discarded, neglected screaming back to its source "no one gives a damn!" resonating in the pea brain of the bird "no one gives a damn!" Screech heard--high pitched and painful followed by a stiff carcass shooting down to find understanding in its blood. Circle forms around the body, but no one understands the artistic implication of suicide. |
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