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LXXVIII
To the birds you gave songs, the birds gave you songs in return.  
You gave me only voice, yet asked for more, and I sing.
 
You made your winds light and they are fleet in their service. You burdened my hands that I myself may lighten them, and at last, gain unburdened freedom for your service.
 
You created your Earth filling its shadows with f............
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