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Just finished his last supper when he saw you fly. The mechanics of the flight thrilled him. Seeing you often flit about with minds eye. Taking pen to paper, he drew it. Maybe a war machine maybe not.
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Oct 8, 2016
Oct 8, 2016 at 9:48 AM UTC
DaVinci's Hummingbird
Just finished his last supper when he saw you fly. The mechanics of the flight thrilled him. Seeing you often flit about with minds eye. Taking pen to paper, he drew it. Maybe a war machine maybe not.
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Oct 8, 2016
Oct 8, 2016 at 9:48 AM UTC
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