The blue jay sings even in a storm.
I've heard it before, above the sound of rain on my window.
I couldn't see it.
But it was there. I know. I heard it.
When the blue jay forgets its music,
it stops singing,
instead of singing the wrong notes.
So you don't hear it,
until it finds a new song.
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