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The Language Of The Birds
There is a language, I don't know if you may have once heard, I was told it is the mythical language of the bird. It was introduced to me one night in a startling dream.... I felt a sinister warning was its ultimate theme, In it my Grandmother was trying to talk to me ! She then pulled me in closer, and I wasn't able to flee. Then whispered words I had never before known, Not in my ears, but to my heart they had flown! These mysterious words so magically, Came through to me, almost telepathically! As she spoke these words lying in a half zipped body bag, I thought, "this surely must be some sort of red flag!" When I awoke I was drenched and covered in sweat, And could only wonder... "was this message a threat?" My grandmother had died around a month before, So this ominous message, I couldnt bare to ignore! Maybe she'd seen that in life I had strayed, So she knew it was my dream she'd have to invade. The language she spoke was truly divine! I think it was heaven that sent her bearing a sign. Honestly, I don't know why this dream would tell me the name... And clear as day, "The language of the birds" this dream did proclaim! A pure and divine language, truly angelic, An ancient language, a genuine relic! I think the heavens wanted me to know they truly are there. They had seen me suffering, and they really did care! The Divine must have felt i'm of pure heart and soul, And to gift me with faith I thought there ultimate goal. Although to this day, I still couldn't translate the words, I know I was once gifted with hearing, and feeling .. "The Language Of The Birds!"
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