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    Birds...how I have longed to fly...to have feathers and be able to leap into the air, and be caught by the wind. My favorite bird is the sparrow. Brown jacket, yellow beak, bright eyes. They inspire me because they are small and can live wherever they build their nest.


    As much as I love making art and writing, some days I think I would trade it all to have wings instead of hands. Think of being able to fly while not being encapsulated in a machine of any kind. Imagine feeling the wind swirl all around you while it sang it''s whistling tune.