a bird in a tree, sitting on a limb, seems different than a bird i see on the street or walking amongst the garbage on the road. i just instinctively react to them differently. one is full of pestilence and is a begger, and the other seems...happy.
i feel sorry for the animals here all the time. i wonder if they would count as the "poor in our midst". i'm sure they do.
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