LUCK of birds to have wings of trees to shed their wings of stone to be set in water of stars to circle of tears to have found a face of hearts to quicken and bellies to touch of the last one to arrive in his palace of endings
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LUCK of birds to have wings of trees to shed their wings of stone to be set in water of stars to circle of tears to have found a face of hearts to quicken and bellies to touch of the last one to arrive in his palace of endings