I tried to measure
A Blackbird's intentions
With thoughts & inventions
Heartfelt intuitions
But that was no way
To make observations
Which leaves incomplete
And just speculation
So I viewed it's agency
& it saw me looking
At it on its own branch
With all its divergences
It knows no glory
Nor I only stories
So the Blackbird leaves me
Alone with my singing o
Where do I end
& the Blackbird begin
& the tree where she sits
& the notes that she sings
They fall on my ears
& in the air I breathe them in
'Til our atoms exchange
& Together we will be
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