For once, the peregrine falcon has been tempted to settle,
In the sanctuary of your embrace, amidst an outlandish expanse,
But she is a mere passerby, resting her wings in the fleeting interim,
She’s an uninvited guest in nature’s ballad,
A peril to the blue jay dwelling within your soul’s abode.
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