Birdwatcher’s Song

The bird that flies so gently
The bird red and warm as blood
The bird so soft the bird that mimics
The bird who is suddenly afraid
The bird who suddenly hits himself
The bird who would like to fly away
The bird panicked and alone
The bird who would like to live
The bird who would like to sing
The bird who would like to cry out
The bird red and warm as blood
The bird who flies so gently
It’s your heart pretty child
Your heart that beats its wings so sadly
Against your breast so strong so white.

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