The Flock
Idea Growing Thoughts come and go but never stay, they are all too fleeting to hold and bind, a mind too frail to put them...
Idea Growing Thoughts come and go but never stay, they are all too fleeting to hold and bind, a mind too frail to put them...
Free to fly above the trees. I ride the wind and soar. Beyond the tall grass, that’s where I lie in wait. Taking time to...
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