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This morning, the hymn of the birds has returned
The shortened days without them had been a bore
Although turmoil had arisen, the village was unconcerned
Pacing within the walls, I am certain to make sure
That those who threatened the birds would face
The spirit who distributed burdens face-to-face
The chirps arose and were silenced at 10 past five
Chirp after chirp, bullets rang out, tallying our fear
Those who doubted, hunted or lied would hence not stay alive
Lock up those killers, remove them from our sphere
Unforeseen circumstances set our vigilantes on their toes
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When all is well, we'll go back to smelling the rose
Contact columnist Patrick Bottin at email@example.com.
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