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White bird, featherless, flying out of paradise. Flying over sea and land. Dying in my hand.
I usually wear a yellow coat. I usually have a dark head. I make marks wherever I go.
What has three ways out and just one way in?
Weight in my belly, Trees on my back, I travel fast in my place, but feet is a feature I lack
When there is fire in me then I am still cold. When I own your true love’s face then you will not see me. To all things I give no more than I am given. In time I may have all things, and yet I can keep nothing.
Why was the cook arrested?