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Robin Redbreast-Sequel To Mockingbird-

Stop playing victim! The blood is dried! Robin Redbreast sees only red Dull red dried, not my blood-alive Robin Redbreast sees only red “Look how I've bled! Such blood has been shed!” You're feathers are red Robin Redbreast 10 years healed but you still plead for your seeds Robin Redbreast's spoiled fruit poisons the eggs Cackles thrown from bluebirds at her limp Robin Redbreast claims disrespect Tears fall from your eyes as you claim your despise Robin Redbreast blinded by red tears Bluebirds fall ill from your cast out fruit Selfish Robin Redbreast cares not Bluebirds cry blue tears, at the loss of the years Robin Redbreast nurses healthy wings Stop playing victim! The blood is dried! Robin Redbreast sees only red

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