Legend has it that there is a thorn bird that only sings once in its life.
That song is more beautiful than any song in the world.
From the moment she leaves the nest, she searches for the thorn tree until she gets her wish.
Then she plunged her body into the longest and sharpest thorn
Sing freely among the wild branches
In the dying depths she transcended her own pain
That song eclipses the skylark and the nightingale
This is an extremely beautiful song. The song ends with death.
Yet the whole world is listening quietly, and God is smiling in the sky
Because the best things can only be exchanged for deep pain and trauma
----------Excerpted from "The Thorn Birds"
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