Les pigeons secouent leurs ailes sur le toit de cuivre d'glise hors de ma fentre travers la rue, un oiseau t perch sur les enqutes de croix les nuages bleu-gris de la ville. Ll de fleuves de Larry le 'viennent 10 AM et prennent ma photo. Je prends votre photo, pigeons. Je suis criture tu vers le bas, aube. J'immortalise votre chappement, autobus de l'avenue A. Pense De O ! Maintenant tu devras penser la mme chose pour toujours !
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