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Submitted to Contest #63
I had lived a full season's song and some when we had to leave home with nothing but the feathers on our backs. I remember it clearly. It was the day after I caught my first wiggle, unaided. The leaves had crunched gently when I hopped on them. I showed my catch to Ma Gale. “Stop playing with your food..." she had chirped, “...There is not enough. We must get ready to leave”.So we had left, when the great-light rose from its nest, because home no longer felt like home. It was getting colder, darker, windier. I had to stay on the left flank w...
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