March 1, 2009
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We are all just feathers
Blowing in the wind
We all travel together
But come to different ends

We flutter different paths
and come from different birds
As we fly, time starts to pass
amd before we know it, we've traveled the world

Our trails are extravagant
as we trist and turn and bend
But they're all one in a billion
and so are we, just feathers in the wind

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