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I can’t be an angel As you requested The feather I had been saving for the past year From the slaughtered ducks The dead chickens Chopped birds Boiled doves Stray storks The lost flamingos The slain bluebells Poisoned peacocks Imprisoned ostriches The blind owls The hanging crows The drowned seagulls The storm blew them a way Even The innocent face of the gazelle I stole from the careless hunters It is gone Right now You have to accept me As I am A human being Fill off law .

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