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| Bird Begins With B |
1/9/2014
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When pieces of the puzzle fit together, they become hitched forever.
An idea that was just pitched is now on the news.
Somebody else hates you for what you can never be excused.
It's a reason to believe in.
Something nobody else can tell you.
Someday you'll see the blinking light too.
When pieces of the puzzle fit together.
Nothing will make sense except the storm coming around the picket fence.
All the animals scatter.
The birds and the bees and the things you owe me.
I wonder what the point was?
Maybe reason stopped an hour ago.
But all that fun we had just was done and gone with the snow.
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