mary was the kind
that gives selflessly
and many was the time
I let her give to me
I offered her a sparrow
soaring gracefully
I offered her a postcard
written in the ink of the sea
she chose the silence next to me
release the birds from my pillow
let them flow into your voice
like a breath upon the willow
we change without choice
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