Puffin
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The puffins in the net
I want to forget
Eyes yellow and red
It stares at me
Wishing it were free
Flapping its wings at me
Everyone is just like me
Our arms are growing wings
For flying on the sea
Just to see what we may see
The Puffins not dead
Flys over my head
To a creek bed
And it laughs at me
And it tells me
To watch carefully
As it flys
I just want to take my time
Forget about all those straight lines
Spiders grow webs all the time
Its no difference if they're mine