Tell me where the swans go in the winter
I need to know if the mute ones can sing.
Tell me why stars fall from the sky
I need to know if it is luck they bring.
Tell me why feathers land near you
I need to know if you've injured your wing.
Now, tell me where you end, my angel
For I no longer know where I begin.
— Kamand Kojouri
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