Hello, World
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2 min readJun 2, 2024
A poem
I’ve come to love the gift of an occasional warm hello, that doesn’t feel anything like a calm, solitary glide, ending with a smash into glass,
a stunned drop and slump — you can be caught then, your feathers plucked out — but there are times that good Lorem ipsum is enough, and it works.
This snowy owl has sometimes, sort of, come to terms with not being great at parrot talk…
