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The smell of your own small body as you waited that morning in the wooden crate to be released the sides dark with dew and lined with scratches from those who had waited before you as the sun rose between the trees still silver in the light openings between the leaves ashy with moon powder only seen by birds or the small animals safely tucked within their knots the bend of a low limb catching your eye a place you know you could fit yourself to roost in sheltered trees at night having flown home to be returned to all of the beauty you so closely watch as it passes before your eyes
as they have released you now and you tremble with a bolt of life within you electric against the still air that takes you in as if to hold you in its arms and you feel for a moment that you are spared until the shots fire and you feel them before you understand knowing that you fall now into the wet grass that smells of youth and of love the dog’s breath warm above you your shining eyes searching the sun-filled sky for one final glance
as your whole soul leaps from you and begs to softly say goodbye to all of that beauty around you.
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