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I sat outside the building I live watching people pass by yet I wasn't really seeing them. I was lost in thought. I willed myself out of my reverie for my dark thoughts were only increasing my anguish. At that moment, something caught my attention; a bird flying in the sky. I watched it as it flew, flapping its wings to its ... More..

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