listen to the quiet souls.

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"i am a
nightingale,
the dulcet bird
humming verses
of glee.

i am a
nightingale,
pleasing souls with
soft spirits and
as happy as i can be.

i am a
nightingale,
a ray of sunshine
offering it's musings.

you see,
people fail to
see the ones
suffering silently.

you see,
people fail to
listen to the ones
who are always
listening.

you see,
people fail to
see the bird
losing its wings.

you see,
people get so
used to the bird's
daily musings,
that they never
notice that
the bird has
stopped singing."

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