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Here I am
In my best hat.
I am a tiny flying jukebox with stars on my wings.
If I want, I can speak your language.
If you look closely, you'll see I'm made of rainbows.
When I flock with my family, we can make bird clouds, or bring down an aeroplane. But... you think I am a small brown gawky squawking thing.
*Sigh*
One day, you will see the galaxy of stars made of rainbows.
Until then...
...have a gander at the Archive page.
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