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Endurance (Free verse) by Dovina

She made him a necklace of paper birds, each with a song and a smile, placed it on him with a kiss, like bread upon the water. Two regrets she now endures: the necklace scratched his throat, and she had chosen one wrong sentence— a kind of pain she’d never not known.

Dovina 9-Jul-05/4:45 PM
Not so private raelly. Paper birds are made by folding paper. They don't really sing or smile but they could have words written on them in a singing or smiling voice, perhaps a wrong sentence, an intended song that instead scratched his neck, who knows?




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