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Round the tree of life the flowers,
Are arranged abundant even,
Its crest on every side spred out,
On the fields and plains of heaven.
Glourious flocks of singing birds,
Celebrate their truth,
Green abounding branches bear,
Choicest leaves and fruit.
The lovely flocks maintain their song,
In the changesless weather,
A HUNDRED FEATHERS FOR EVERY BIRD,
A HUNDRED FEATHERS FOR EVERY SONG.
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