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The Fourth Song — “The Bridge Between Seasons”
And somewhere between winter and autumn,
a red bird flies.
It leaves behind frost,
but carries the warmth of fallen leaves in its chest.
Beneath its wings, two trees bow toward each other,
one bare, one burning,
their roots whispering
the same word:
“Stay.”
But the bird keeps flying,
for it has learned
that the world moves by parting.