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had two beautiful wings!
streaked with the sun on a white, almost blinding.
He loved the wind!
And broke with its beautiful wings. The
domava
gliding,
the wind whipping
so,
sometimes painful
,
with its beautiful wings.
Incredibly fragile dust scattered light in the air.
Invisible
touched the grass. Invisible
colored white
a green world.
crumble into dust. He continued to fly.
And we admired her wings, from far away.
did not want to scare her.
was resting, the wings stretched, bent on a flower and pink.
did not want to scare her.
had two beautiful wings!
But his weight bent the flower and this bothered us.
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