hope sits high

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it was

the song

of a small

bird on top

of a tall tree that

kept the old forest

listening

how dare

such

smallness

blare out

its song

in the silence

of these ancient

trees

it was

the song

of a small

bird on top

of a tall tree that

kept the old forest

living

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