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The White Bird

by Thomas Davis

Rainwater falls…

Falls…

Into puddles,
Upon rain-shining stones.

Amidst the stones
A lone white bird
Sings of cherries, sweet and black,
and spring.

You sit upon a stone
In the rain listening…
Listening,
Hearing rainwater
And the bird mingling melodies.

Life is strange,
For the rain, the white bird,
you, and the songs
Form a beautiful image.

The rain…

Falling…

Falling.

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