Can we sing that tune,
Of the birds,
Can we measure that silence,
From above us,
We listen to them everyday,
They are part of our lives,
So much so that they seem like there is no sound,
Listen closely and thou shall find,
Just like the ticking of the clock has blended ,
So has those birds, whose singing has been lost,
In the vagaries of time,
Since our love for ourselves is more,
Than what is around us,
And in time shall nature turn around,
Its fury shall thou endure.
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