Nightingales

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I can hear their voices

Singing in lilting harmonies

In a tongue I have yet to understand


As darkness falls over the world,

They lament with great sorrow

But I do not know why they cry

It fills me with wonder and sadness


Why do they mourn with such sweet song?

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