Two birds are here
At this home.
One is crying
Another is laughing.
One is sitting
Another is flying.
One is telling so many thing
Another is hearing silently.
Two birds are here
At this home
And this home is
Not mine
Not mine.
And who's who
Please don't ask me
Don't me.
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