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My Bluejay

She wakes me with her morning tune of spring
My feathers ruffle in the joy she brings
I wish she would perch upon my nest
So we could sing the day to rest
Our hearts could fly away together
We could soar the world forever
Settle down on my lonely branch
Bluejay we can make some eggs hatch

silkylines

@silkylines

I distort imaginations. Kik:rebelskater1. I enjoy skating the streets,entertaining,reading non-lame books,playing with myself...video games! U nasty. Ultimately I'm a rebel against society's dumb rules....OR maybe I'm a good boy? We will never know...

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