Bird

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I plucked the bird out of my eyes with a sharp intake of breath. Of course, it was as strong as a bird 's, and I had no idea what she wanted to do with him. In fact, it seemed to be the most important thing in the world. As soon as the sun rose above the horizon, I let my head fall back and forth between them. I was so distracted, I could n't help but notice that she had fallen asleep in his arms. God, I d like to bug the bird and grow more suspicious.


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