The birds warble to perfume the air In a cadence that arises from their soul. It sounds just like a musical prayer. There singing is one that subdues despair. It is these creatures that posses the gift. The birds warble to perfume the air. Brining trills to a lyrical flair That guides melody into being. It sounds just like a musical prayer In tunes that lift the soul out of despair As...
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