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prompt: WINDOWS

Someone said, I’m surprised birds don’t fly into windows more often.

At night, birds fly into the glass of buildings.
Hover, waiting for the disorientation to fade
Slightly stunned by the shock
Embarrassed, they dust themselves off.
Shake their feathers.
Pretend nothing happened.

But most birds do not survive the assault of our buildings on their skies.
Only their ghosts remain to throw shade.

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