the_ukranian_word_for_cuckoobird
crOwl if i was a bird

then the sky would not only be objective beauty, but what fish know water is.

then i would have wings and not just strong arms and amazing fingers.

then my naked skin would be completely covered by intricate feathers that would occasionally fall out and silently float to the velvet_green grass where observant children would find them and count them as treasure, carefully putting them in a box to get out later and contemplate for their wonder.

then my mouth would be a beak without teeth to brush or worry if they're white enough and i could pull struggling worms from the giving earth and provide nourishment for my fledglings.

then my feet would not be objects of scorn and avoidance and with their claws could grasp on to branches and signs that tell people what they should or should not do.

then i would have a tiny brain that would not have much to think about.

then i could fly.
i always wanted to fly.
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crOwl if i was a bird

then out of my mouth would come music
not words
a song and not stuttering nonsense
an exclamation of the brilliant wonder of the moment
and not a pale attempt to define beauty
050906
...
crOwl if i was a bird

then out of my mouth would come music
not words
a song and not stuttering nonsense
an exclamation of the brilliant wonder of the moment
and not a pale attempt to define beauty
050906
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