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    The Bird Song

    Come, hear the bird song,
    It's been there all along,
    Can't deny the joy it brings,
    A moment later love suddenly springs;

    The rhythm is quite unique,
    Like the dimple in the smiley cheek,
    Doesn't matter how far it sounds,
    Only matters to the heart it bounds;

    Melody is there in joy and pain,
    But the song is not always the same,
    It only touch the soul of it's kind,
    Because love is a feeling but it is blind;

    Language is same but dialects are different,
    There is only praise no affront,
    Song stops only when there is no life,
    Who knows ! It might continue even in afterlife;
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