Falling For Nature!

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O thee birds!

O thy brids,
The beauty of thee,
As you flee,
Over the tree.

O thy birds,
I treasure the way you sound,
Making my skin hairs round,
With your melodious sound.

O thy birds,
As you freely fly,
Makes me want to touch the sky,
As you pass by saying goodbye.

O thy birds,
I love thy colourful wings,
It suits your cheering voice when you sing,
You are my alarm rather than that ding-ding.

O thy birds,
You are the other oxygen for me somehow,
I have browsed everywhere now
Where have you gone now?
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