Well I saw a bird today - flying from a bush and the wind blew it away.
veined I saw it burn.
And, taking in the morning, I sang - O Requiem.
I looked aside and walked away along the Strand.
taxi stand.
Saw her face in the tear-drop black cab window.
Fading in the traffic; watched her go.
And taking in the morning, heard myself singing - O Requiem.
Here I go again. It's the same old story.
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