On a desolate island, a forlorn bird sang her despairing song, longing for another forlorn bird she fleetingly had a tryst with during her solitary flight over the deep lonely ocean, knowing their abodes were far-flung and that a mere crossing of their paths, brief as a star’s twinkle, would not forever bathe her in soothing rain beneath the rainbow’s vibrant hues.
Unaware that the song she hummed alone was also about the other mournful bird she yearned for; her mind swayed between her own heart and her own flight, barely understanding the singularity of the two.
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