Birds on lines like notes on staff. Majestic and pious like water and dove. Chirping and whistling; Swapping and dropping. Worries are drowning with nerves and the picture is becoming clearer and pure. The path was clear until the quake in the heavens. But gravity is not friendly. Falling just joined the picture after learning... Continue Reading →

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