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This cage
once held a marriage.

A marriage?

Was it as happy as a fairy tale
once upon a time?

Did it sit on its perch chirruping?

Maybe it was.
Perhaps it did.

But that was a long time ago
if so.

Today, though,
I’ve seen it soaring over the rooftops
heard it singing from the trees:

Decree absolute Decree absolute Decree absolute

It’s celebrating its own demise.


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