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Why do you cry?
Said the snake to the bird.
When you live your life inside the sun,
and can take to the sky?
Because my love has left me,
the bird sang in reply.
So I no longer dwell beneath the sun,
or take my wings to the sky.
So?
I've lost things, too,
the snake hissed up to the tree.
Being bound to Earth forever doesn't bother me.
But you can fly, little bird,
and I clearly see,
you're using sorrow as an excuse to thwart reality.
How do you know?!
The bird shot back.
What it's like to lose love in an instant,
to have your heart turn black?
Memories are worth the pain,
so I turn my back on the sun.
And with those final sharp words, the bird was gone.
The snake stared up at the leaves twisting in the wind.
Thought, now I know,
and his look was grim.
With a halfhearted hiss he curled beneath dry pine.
The little bird, he lamented. Could never be mine.
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