Once upon a time of mobile
chargers,
Lives a small frighten
kittyhawk,
Sacred and lost in the jungle
of Xs!
Trapped for months and
hours,
One day she broke her chain,
And flew days until she reach
a place,
A tree beside a brook called
'POETRY',
And met many new friends,
Caught a glance of a Nuhawk
by another branch,
They soon got...
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