Dear God, I'm just a little bird, lost in rain; Flying too close to the waters of the ocean, Trying hard not to drop and drown; I am someone waiting for you in pain. I forgot from where I have come; All directions now seem to be the same. I can't find my way back …

Broken Song

Finally, the rain stopped and the silence of the night returned. There was no breeze yet and the birds were still sleeping. The leaves were frozen but not for long; For it was dawn and the dream was gone. And there wasn't anyone who missed the broken song.

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