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My Little Bird

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My little bird sings too loudly. It is louder than the voices of reason that surround it. It sees a silver lining even in the middle of the night in a moonless sky. It constantly nudges me to try harder and to be even more persitant.

It is a pestilent little thing, my little bird.

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