did they tell you the feathers are merely ornamental? that’s to keep you from trying that's to keep you from flying grounded ground into dust • did they tell you you are no bird— or of course we need the babies? need you overfull weighted down • these lies you must carry these lies you must come to terms with —P.L. Thomas
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