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The bird had met the grave.

I witnessed a cat catch a bird, it twirped for its life to be saved,

yet the cat had an owner so proud, that the bird 
Had met the grave

Such a thing as nature
He said, as I held my heart and sighed

Rest in peace, poor little bird, I'm sorry that you
died.

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