Broke Birds
I haven't had a
dollar in days
Must be traveling the
wrong
way
what do the voices proclaim?
shirt on my
back
and feelin pretty
sane
I haven't had a
dollar in days
the birds and I gaze
what do our voices proclaim ?
we must be flying the wrong way
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