"As the sparrow flew down.
there was rain.
Blue drops of Heaven, dripped at the very tips of its wings.
Down it went, to met his favorite meadow of flowers.
Down it flew, flying for hours."
Written by Erika Salumbides
there was rain.
Blue drops of Heaven, dripped at the very tips of its wings.
Down it went, to met his favorite meadow of flowers.
Down it flew, flying for hours."
Written by Erika Salumbides
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