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<strong>Bird</strong>It assed fr<abbr>99ｌib?</abbr>om one bird to another,
the whole gift<mark>九九藏书</mark> of the day.
The day went from flute to flute,
went dressed iation,
in flights which opened a tunnel
through the wind would pass
to where birds were breaking open
the dense blue<mark>99ｌｉb?</mark> air -
and there, night came in.
When I returned from so many journeys,
I stayed suspended and green
between sun and geography -
I saings worked,
how perfumes are transmitted
by feathery telegraph,
and from above I saw the path,
the springs and the roof tiles,
the fishermen at<dfn>藏书网</dfn> their trades,
the trousers of the foam;
I saw it all from my gree<bdo>9９liｂ.</bdo>n sky.
I had no more alphabet
than the swallows in their courses,
the tiny, shining water
of the small bird on fire
which dances out of the pollen.
<strong>Pablo Neruda</strong>
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