no more the moment when the breath was heard
a longer second than one would have thought
yet what we find is one more witty bird
we do not feel the sentiments are blurred
but have not paid for all that you have bought
no more the moment when the breath was heard
one was too eager one more was deterred
one in the traps of his own mind was caught
yet what we find is one more witty bird
to other goals the young are always spurred
what was once valued now must count for naught
no more the moment when the breath was heard
with all the wisest we have now concurred
about the gap between the is and ought
yet what we find is one more witty bird
you make the claim about which we demurred
have won the battle which no one has fought
no more the moment when the breath was heard
yet what we find is one more witty bird
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