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Black Sun

I hear the starlings' song, mighty murmuration, soaring through the ages. Their secrets undisclosed, naught to revered sages. I hear the starlings' song, mere memories of past journeys through boundless sky, leaving charmed contrails rewarding to the eye. I hear the starlings' song, shushing – wonders promised – solemn susurrant tones whispering to me, "Hush", seductive pheromones. I hear the starlings' song as they blacken the skies with their mighty number, sonant, viva voce, murmur to me, "Slumber".

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