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Album : "Refuge Cove", (2019)
Magpie flies above the trees
Turns my head towards the sun
Drops of rain upon the leaves
Fall off one by one
In the breeze
Cockatoo with a friend
Flies above our heads
To the waves on Refuge Cove
With wattle of green and red
It grows
I'm sorry friends, I seem to have
Fallen right through the Earth
It seems to have happened when
I was wishing I was a bird
That flies
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