Bird returns home to breathe quaint of its own shore,
To ensure virile rhythm rattling from branch to branch,
By the joy, it chirrups to know home is sweetest of all,
As heart croons within to utter songs of joy and sorrow.
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Yet where are we as world loses to cry by grip of insanity? What an compelling ending to this powerful and philosophical poem! Well done my friend!