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Branching out is better than spreading wings. Wings are, either, clipped, melted, or broken. ©2026Ellen Finn
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Jan 27
Jan 27, 2026 at 3:29 AM UTC
Icarus was the Prodigal Son
Branching out is better than spreading wings. Wings are, either, clipped, melted, or broken. ©2026Ellen Finn
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Jan 27
Jan 27, 2026 at 3:29 AM UTC
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