" Oh my dear thorn bird
I was shocked about what i heard
The echoes of your mournful cry
A tale of love where dreams must die!
You sung despite the piercing thorn
A song of loss, a heart forlorn
Each note is a wound ,each cord is a tear
But a melody is too pure to bear...
.....
When a special mind read my un writen diary notes.
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