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the rosella dove from the branch
as it had done
for every morning
since its early years
when it was a
a squalling thing
afraid of the ground

it was finally and no more
that bird among birds

the rosella dove from the branch
the ground didn’t seem
as hostile now
in fact it seemed
to the falling thing
a closer and
dearer friend
by
the second