My black heart sings unbroken (inspired by Blake's "Songs of Experience")

I know you from deep inside,

Now let me be your spirit guide.

Your heartache summoned me

To the summit of this tree.

As your messenger bird,

I must be seen and heard.

Listen to me well.

Let me be your bell.

But don't expect peels of joy,

More like the clanking of a buoy.

And let the waves that sway this tree

Rock your heart in sympathy.

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