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From emptiness the birds began
From nothingness a song
Once, then twice, then thrice
Silence, hovering, returning
Before the dawn
Music, a multitude
Unity, like figments of the sun
.
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From emptiness the birds began
From nothingness a song
Once, then twice, then thrice
Silence, hovering, returning
Before the dawn
Music, a multitude
Unity, like figments of the sun
.
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