As sparrows trilled
though the horizon was empty
unfulfilled
there was conversation
hesitant words
fragile joy
from insignificant birds
in the Eden of our desolation
crimson flowed from a splinter
climbing the tree of remembrance
blossoming despite the winter
this bloody isolation
made visible through the sound
these song-filled branches
just out of reach from the ground
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