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crowd of tiny black birds one of them prettier than the rest feathers shimmering golden but when his brothers and sisters fly it remains below because you can't fly with wings made of gold
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Dec 12, 2015
Dec 12, 2015 at 2:49 PM UTC
metal feathers
crowd of tiny black birds one of them prettier than the rest feathers shimmering golden but when his brothers and sisters fly it remains below because you can't fly with wings made of gold
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Dec 12, 2015
Dec 12, 2015 at 2:49 PM UTC
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