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we found this in the parking lot and couldn't stop looking. little one called for help, as in "hey, we need someone to bury this bird!" i told her that if anyone was going to do it, we would have to. 

but we didn't, we left him where he was. what is there really to say about it?

life is beautiful and then you die? seize the day because you might run into a windshield?

my headspins with wordsof wonderandfull,

and thank you.