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[tulipsun]

Birds are the chosen ones

The burden of faith eludes them

No necessity to believe in the unbelievable

They are too busy pollinating the world to care

So they flutter through life’s absurdity

With grace and a dignified flare

Comments

[plumberrypie]

Oh! I want to be a bird now!

A FAVORITE...I'm so saving this one, hon. :)

{{HUG}}

[tulipsun]

thank you , I'm honored!