She was flying
The crows were flying
They were so hunger
Or they wanted to hunter
They chased her faster
Like a cat chased the fatter
Rabbit and he finally screamer
From losing hope or failure
As the man wanted to work
He was off by the manger
All west and east were narrower
He lost his aim
Until he found a plane
A sign from the heaven
Do not fill at swirl
They were chasing
One was catching
And flying with her
She was screaming
Help, help, no one was answering
She was discovering
The help was not being
Gained except by the using
Your inner force that will be the gaining
Suddenly, she was not fearing
Suddenly she was converting
As the huge monster appearing
She attacked the nearest
She was pecking
His eye was hurting
With one of her wing
She was aiming at another thing
She was aiming to his long
Tail, and going to his eye
He was downing to the land
She was doing for every one
Until she was downing fast
She was founding a land
In t, she was looking at vent
She was entering
While his owner "rabbit" was running
She was crossing
With many, many rocket, she was carrying
She was throwing at them
They thought she became a wild
They were escaped
There is no failure
Failure is gained
It is the hanger
Of our looser
the failure is bad, but the success is the best, it gained by our effort
