I'm sure we've all had days when we spout absolute randomness...this was one of mine.
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I was thinking about that feather today, feeling a little lost. I space out; I can’t see what’s right in front of me, or feel anything at all of what surrounds me. I can only relive that moment. And I think to myself, ‘How wonderful it would be to be born an Eagle, master of the skies; the wind, my closest and dearest friend!’ And then I come back into myself and can’t help but feel like I’ve lost that moment again. Only this time, it’s so much worse, I feel like crying. (image source: digg.com)
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