
There is a bird whose wings are the shades of a rainbow. When he grieves sighs pervade the caves of broken dreams. His sound is the laughter of children flowing like rippling rivers. His tongue drips the honey of desert flowers and his eyes are an ocean of shimmering shores. When he is thirsty he […]
Oh my. Beautiful
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Awesome 👍
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I thought this was outstanding…
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Truly is.
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