Did you see the white bird fly,
pale against the azure sky,
did you watch the dead leaves fall,
windblown, strewn against the wall?
Did you hear the north wind's sigh,
coursing through the winter rye,
were you taken by surprise,
knowing now her words were lies?
Did you feel the heavens shift
as those words passed through her lips,
does she grieve the babes...
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