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Hush sleepy bird

It wont be long until broken wings turn to dust

And you will be nothing more than faded memories deep within the universe

The gentle wind covers you in earth, as they pretend to know the life you have lived.

They only know of your black wings soaring but know nothing of the nights you had to keep them silent

Go home sleepy bird
Go home

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