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Food for the Gods
By Blanch
By all accounts the birds appear to enjoy my company. They say please and thank you
and take turns at bravery by hopping up to me as close as they dare before their fragile
frames begin to quake with awesome fear of the closeness. The closeness of this mountain…
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