See
A bird comes towards you
All the time
With its wings made of clouds
Grey and white
It recites the sky's message
Can you hear that?
If you do not
Try to befriend it
Feed it with some sweet words
It gives you eternity
The poetry
A bird comes towards you
All the time
With its wings made of clouds
Grey and white
It recites the sky's message
Can you hear that?
If you do not
Try to befriend it
Feed it with some sweet words
It gives you eternity
The poetry
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