

As Blue Birds FlyAs the blue birds fly,As Blue Birds Fly
The blue birds die. Their twists, their turns, they become too much They cry out. Their feathers fall, And all in all, They simply fall And fall And fall And fall Until they hit the ground, Without a speck of sound. And then their beauty, Is no more.
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