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A songbird with a broken wing
So delicate and colorful
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As autumn’s winds bring on the kiss of death,
The colored leaves blow all across the ground.
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When old Malayans wrote pantoums
To try to charm a ladies heart
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The beautiful skater now spins on the ice,
The audience gasps at the way that she glides.
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Pawprints in the dust
Hunger shivering the air
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Cold and grim eyes gaze
From within the trees
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She is not quite blind,
But she is avoidant.
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In my secret garden I hide
my box of treasures, tucked away.
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Listening to ghost songs
standing in the twilight fog
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Love’s more than the sum total of our hearts
Imbuing us with great resiliency
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This is a promise
I'll always be honest
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She’s not one to complain
She won’t let anger grow
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 Pantoum
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Cold winds coming from the backyard,
the sun warms it all up
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Sing for the voice that is yours,
No other sound will ring as true.
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Lips forming around,
Uneating unnumbered words;
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