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It’s no secret
They failed to silence you
Even as you struggled with mud-caked wings
For you were cherished by silver birch
And carried by the wind.
Honeybees sought the song in your throat
When dawn was a hoarse whisper
The sun bestowed its morning dew
And clover willed your healing.
Now earthworms gather to knit a coat
And spiders weave new feathers
Forged by fire
Fed in clay
All conspire to give you strength
To soar as celestial dust.
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