Observation – April 2nd, 2017, Sunday

There is laughter peeling from behind the closed door.

 

The sun is climbing behind a soft gray sheet of clouds.

 

The talking heads are chirping about treason, and lies.

 

The robins are chirping for each other, oblivious, free.

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