The bird is a moment in the life of the tree.
The birds are the notes of the song of the world.
There is a lost piano in Siberia whose one key still strikes true. We imagine, we hope, the last note will help us recover the first.
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You? Or?
Yes..i mean no. What?
Hello, C. Was just thinking about you the other day.
b.
I meant are those your words, or whose?
Oh, sorry. didn't pick up what you were saying. Very distressed (and depressed) at the moment since my mother is in hospital. they've stopped medication (for the cancer) since they can't do anything more.
Yes, they are my words.
hope you are well?
salams,
b.
Hi, b. How's things now?
C
Not too good, c, but thank you so much for asking.
Hope you are safe and well. Please take care of yourself.
Salams,
b.
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