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He opened his wings
in front of the rays of the sun
and he himself was groggy
by the brightness of his heart.
Then the child, chased the bird,
and took aim with his smile.
He ran in strange alleys
and planted with his palms
his innocence upon the growing hideousness.
He taught with the dream by his side
how the stars can glow in the night.
Then he turned and fell to sleep
with a heroic expression
etched upon his face.
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