In the rhythm of the river, amidst the forgotten forests, was the song of the wind that danced to the tune of the birds, but all that is left is the silence of concrete, the noise that finally drove them away.
This post is in response to Discovers Writing prompts!
Inspiration for Day 3: SONG
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The Poetic Prism 
The concrete Jungle had robbed many creatures of their habitat! Beautifully written.
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