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Tweeting their own sound,
They can hear one another,
Along with a voice.
Her voice, sweet like the
Songs they sing in mid-summer,
Cracks with loss and woe.
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Even the Birds Can Sense It
Short Story"a bird does not sing because it has an answer. it sings because it has a song." a bunch of belongings scattered in an old room inspiring me to appease you with short-stories and poems based upon memories from a half-decent muggle like myself. name...
