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his coat, blue velvet

There is a blue jay

on a branch, in the sun

through blinds I peer,

whether he sees me

or not, I look back to the screen

then back again, he’s gone

his coat, blue velvet

my memory, strong

though perched somewhere else

I whistle his song.

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