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softly

ten thousand songbirds
swim amidst the trees
echo their songs

a million tiny voices
stir with longing
sympathy
a quiet place where none
exist

so many shadows
forgotten by light
and that which shines
still
cannot hope
to save the rest

starlings soar
music
once an orchestra of many
flutters from the
silence

a cacophony
of trees grieve long
the beauty
was once the song
of songbirds

. . .