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I believe my avian Flo has a similar story, thus the name choice. My Flo first showed up on a blue-skied morning, plopped her bottom on the telephone wire, then raised her beak, singing her one-note, one-word-lyric song.
Deb Palmer
Annelise Lords
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A serenade I say.
Helping you is Healing me! Let’s heal each other. thisisanneliselords@mediumauthor.com https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1664635
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