bird perched on the shed
saw a fire ahead
smoke rose from the burning wood
a soul stared blankly
right ahead
as the fumes crossed the fence
back into the scar he was forced to wear
once he had just did a task
a second late
and that had started the fire
the tornado that made his soul blank
and now this fire
made him smile
could be seen even with the mask
as the bird fell abruptly
and a thud came from across the fence
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