"Top of a cliff am waiting for you,
Tip of a twig your Sitting with blue,
Will You Forgive me I don't have a clue,
Just flew back home i need you through,
Did i hurt you oh sweet dew,
that day i was bit like on one askew,
i know i acted as i have never grew,
Come down near me from that bamboo,
You Always Give me a Big Breakthrough,
By that melodies tone which always rescue,
From that sorrow which persists as my slough,
Just come back soon oh my darling cuckoo"
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