Goodbye Nest!

Slight sting of the string,

Notes flow like water.

Small hummingbird yearns for spring,

My breath is slightly colder.


Temple bells hastily ring,

Glimpses of the past and seawater.

When the wind began to sing,

I knew my time here was over.

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