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Birds always know how to get home, despite how far they go and how high they fly. I wish I knew why Birds know where the sun goes to warm cold shallows of air. Is it memory? I wish I could see what birds seem to see before clouds turn to rain, They rise and they flee. For birds always know how to go home.
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Apr 22
Apr 22, 2026 at 2:26 PM UTC
Birds Always Know
Birds always know how to get home, despite how far they go and how high they fly. I wish I knew why Birds know where the sun goes to warm cold shallows of air. Is it memory? I wish I could see what birds seem to see before clouds turn to rain, They rise and they flee. For birds always know how to go home.
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Apr 22
Apr 22, 2026 at 2:26 PM UTC
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