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Never To Be Missed

An Orchestra of birds . Are singing out their tunes . Their music is delightful. Their happiness shines through . If only we could Converse with  them our lives would forever change . The hate and all the tragedies. Our hearts would as one remain . A new beginning there nests are built . A sound of happiness throughout . To be a bird to start again . Our soles without Torment and our hearts at peace as one .

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◄ Our Old Age

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