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Miniature flightless bird— lying on edge
of the sidewalk, by the gutter.
Two grimy feathers bent from her off-white wing
shudder.  Her last breath.

One tiny beak falls open.
Large, black eyes
roll upwards.  I nudge her with my toe.

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