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SUNBIRD SONG

Grateful for the curse, the bliss,
for what I got and what is gone
for the rain, the moon, the sun!
Blow wind, blow with golden glow!

Sweep away the bloody Earth!
Bold spirit, fly high! Beneath
swirling snowflakes hide the globe.
I shall fly towards the light,

for the sky I am designed.
for my memories and tears,
Infinity is the nest
of my freelance dreams to rest.

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