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Two hundred years ago Issa heard the morning birds
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Rare bird,
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There is hope in the past.
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A lifetime isn’t long enough for the beauty of this world
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do you hear me.
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A song went looking for light
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a desert of nondegradability
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While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day,
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we’ll float between two worlds—
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we didn’t need speedometers
