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Birds

The birds turn circles in the sky, completely unaware of the goings on bellow them.. No knowledge that most of mankind is caught up in a ritual of repeatedlybeating our heads against a wall. The birds are totally at peace as they carry out a ritual practiced for thousands of years.

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samuel-dallas-dinwiddie
Scottish
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Feb 26, 2010
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