"Oh, to go where the clouds sleep, Where the moons dance, And the stars weep. I went into the moon's room, Zoom, Zoom. There were stars in his closet and clouds in his bed, and lying in the corner a black bird with her feathery black head." A boys honor and oath to his deceased aunt to carry on the story they created and threaded together about a black bird, and the moon.
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