unscramble tooky

By wood   

Tooky bird pulls the butterfly thread
you don't get harmony lost
in what you love
seamless, lost when and then
walk, whisper on melody street
lull down with harmony
after it means repeat bird signals
hold the line, tap note longer clairness
sound another enlightenment spreads.

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