The Pink Bird

When I was- I’d say I was 9, I found a baby bird under the Giant Redwood tree in our backyard. A disgusting, helpless little thing, blindly looking up with it’s huge, bulbous eyes, the lids of which didn’t even have cracks in them as it constantly gulped with it’s grotesquely wide and over sized …

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