in which i simply fill some space

"Teacher says everytime a bell rings an angel gets its wings."

Everytime the phone rings my heart just zings and zings.
I want it so much to be what it isn't, for the void to be not.
Instead there's just garnering something from what's been got
like using breath to shout from the wind on a hummingbird's wings

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