Just like us people there are birds who make great pets and then there are those who remain untamed, they are best described by what Stephen king said “Some birds are not meant to be caged, that’s all. Their feathers are too bright, their songs too sweet and wild. So you let them go, or when you open the cage to feed them they somehow fly out past you. And the part of you that knows it was wrong to imprison them in the first place rejoices, but still, the place where you live is that much more drab and empty for their departure.”
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He stood in a familiar place, feeling like a stranger. An unknown void surrounded him. It made him angry and sad at the same time. He was hurting in places he did not know existed in his chest. Her things pricked his eyes from every corner. They were all there, but she wasn’t. It made him feel just like her last mug of coffee that sat on the window sill, waiting for her to return.. half empty.
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