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The bird chirps its shrill song, yet I stare with no concern. Its voice is sharp yet meaning long passed over me while I sit and learn. Flash of light from the view, bursts of chirps travel close by, while under some trance I come to and realize the effort in the sky. Sparks remembrances; being close to things in life, noticing differences, one bird in song yet one bird in strife. One sings with unseen aid. The other cries in help's sight. Soft words are now a song relayed from a bird to me brings new insight. This live scene directed. The message received as planned. The author smiles as expected and heads due east for another land. From Letras Mania