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Her wings are torn. Her beak closed. Shut. She'll never sing for us again.
Her body is serene though once so pristine. She gave all of her love away. For us to take, for us to share. To spread her beauty. But now it's gone with her death. A deadbird doesn't sing. Never again, no more.
Deadbird sing for us. Deadbird sings no more.
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