'THE MAGPIE AND THE CLOCK TOWER………..A THOUGHT'

‘The magpie chatted away…….it’s mate, somewhere in the distance, replied………..spring, there would be young, he sat on the small wall smoking a cigarette……drinking strong dark coffee, he stared at the traffic passing by, standing still in their paid for bays….he looked for the purple/blue that brought a smile and carried much more……..more that cannot be erased by a button click and a change of mood…..he wondered if the stone remained………………..he thought of drives and parks, of water and sand, of rooms and joy, of everything and nothing…….the magpie chatted 5 distinct calls and flew high over the cars to the clock tower and it’s mate………….the clock chimed 5………………………..’

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