Cuckoo

Midnight
The gears click
The bells ring
A lifeless replica wakes
Filling the stillness of night
With its mechanical chirping
And artificial flapping wings
Revealing movement
In the supposed deadness
A celebration of life
A joyous interlude
Up until the last second
Then the world sleeps anew

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