the cat

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Booksie Classic

the cat.


Lovely birds are chirping their ways. A sudden bird might collapse into empty souls. What is a bird to do when it
collapses into shades of empty pillows? Is it washing away and coaxing into birds of extinguishing emptiness?

Is one loving the atmosphere of pillows of shades and memories? Do collapsing birds of empty spaces move into
eternal shades of atmospheric emptiness? Is it possible to move to the sun and collapse into empty spaceful harmonies?

A bird sings its song as long as it moves to shades of dangerous likelyhoods... A wandering spirit moves and moves
until it reaches for a single lady bird. Does it catch a song? Does it ring into spaceous movements? Who knows..

Is a collapsing bird still singing a song when birds are moving into tremendous dark alleys? When does a spirit collapse
into movements of dark secrets? Does a ravelling bird sing its song when spaceous dark movements are ravelling
into collapsing likelyhoods of soulful darkness?

Is a moving collapsing bird still singing its song while movements of dark spaces are moving into dark falsehood
of likely empty shadows? Why is a single collapsing bird moving to shades of dark alleys while likely souls are moving
towards eternity? Does a single catch play a song while movements of likelyhood are driving the birds towards an
empty spaceous dark matterful cat.


Submitted: November 10, 2020

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