i am in awe watching
birds glide; high speed
barely missing roofstop
they're just showing off
i am so please being here
on my break wishing i could
fly like them all day long
yes there are more work
to be done i should leave
tomorrow i will be here
but why are they flying
when i am around; maybe
there's nest somewhere
that they're trying to hide
i won't disturb their nest
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