there is a bird outside of my window. he's singing the details to anyone that will listen.
will he sing to you?
does he sing to me?
who is really to be certain.
i can't really decide what i'm going to do yet.
i'm not even sure what i can do.
this should be really scary, but it's actually not.
i should be scared, but i am not.
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