Mockingbird — O at the Edges

Mockingbird Withdrawn, it unfolds to another voice, like that of a child lost in the wind. Or, lonely, it rises from its place and sings, only to return and start again. The pleasure we accept derives from the knowledge that we are not alone. Each morning we walk out and sit by the stones, […]

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