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The First Song — “The Wire of Mist”
In the hour when the city forgets its name,
three small birds perch upon a trembling wire.
Behind them, the fog glows like a lost lantern,
and the moon hums softly, as if listening to a secret.
One bird sings of yesterday,
one of now,
and one, the quiet one,
of what might never return.
Their voices blend into a silver ache,
a thin thread of sound
that holds the evening together.