From the ashes, rise oh sweet songbird. Chant your melody that keeps
me awake during my slumber hours. Your words are a symphony, keeping me on edge
like a warriors drum before a battle. Your timeless tune enchants me. It wraps
me, holds me, and arrests my senses when you sing your song. I'm trapped in
bountiful joy and rapt, waiting for you to complete your song. In these days of
conjecture, your voice sings true. Like a breath of fresh air, a new focus, a
better view. It was always you, songbird of life. You give me hope for the
future, every time you set to take flight....
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