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A Wild Kestrel Landed on My Window—And We Became Friends
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A Wild Kestrel Landed on My Window—And We Became Friends | A blur of wings, then a kestrel perched on my window ledge, its fierce eyes meeting mine. Days turned to weeks. I named it Copper. It watched me work; I talked to it. There was a quiet understanding, a peculiar friendship through the glass. It flew away one day, but the empty ledge now holds the memory of that wild, silent companion.
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