The air is your sea and the wind a wave,
slipping through currents like a fish,
who, scales shining down below,
zips through the blue, a flash under the surface,
leaving bubbles as it goes,
so the bird flies through the sky
a gust of wind in its wake.
slipping through currents like a fish,
who, scales shining down below,
zips through the blue, a flash under the surface,
leaving bubbles as it goes,
so the bird flies through the sky
a gust of wind in its wake.
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