When my soul gets deep and full of life, I feel calm, quiet and a bit sad.
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riot brrrd
The naive one asks:
- Are we there yet?
And everyone laughs a surd superior laugh.
- How long will it take?
They laugh again, now with a sound sounding amused.
- I don't know why is this funny to you, but, whatever reason you've got, could you just answer me, anyway?
Than the one on the right, trying to speak and laugh at the same time:
- Oh, plesae, stop, you're making me pee my feathers!
[pause]
So the naive one, still mind-searching for an answer and tightening it's own eyes to see further decides to accept it's ignorance and shuts up.
They keep on flying in silence, now and then letting go a silent giggle.
Today a very close friend taught me to fly, instead of sitting hom cutting my wings. I owe her my gratitude.
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