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I heard him in the silence
The white feathers flew in the breeze
He crept in with sluggish balance
He found comfort in my neglect
My eyes followed his moves
He stepped near me for a few seconds
We exchanged glances
And I found that I was in love with him
I wanted to break the silence of sound
My hands reached out to hold him near
Drumming heartbeats made him stir
I forgot to wipe the falling drops
The wind blew on the canvas
The lights crawled inside silently
I was in a dream, as was he
The windchimes echoed everything is good
I stood up to brush away the memories
The bleeding bird gasping for his last breath
The propeller looked frozen
With cracked voice I sent him on his way
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