Five Liners.No.6. Hey, Forest Nymphs!
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I watch the feathered beauties of ravishing plumes
Flying from tree to tree making shrill calls
How I wish I could catch these birds
The lovely deities of the woody groves
To cage their loveliness and melody to own for myself
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