Epitaph of a Songbird
I am young but old
I watch youths fall in love and ...
my heart swells with joy-
and hurt
for I know I shall never feel such feelings again.
From under the depths I watch as the world passes before me-
My time had stopped.
My voice lost in my thoughts
I no longer sing.
Yet the wind carries my songs from a distant past
And I listened...
I listened to the voice of a Songbird
That is no more.
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