The Flock
By Butternose
In a wonderland they go by.
They all know summer has died.
Up in the sky they spread their wings,
Embarking on many new beginnings.
Knowing Summer's return,
Will give new birth for what they yearn.
In a wonderland they go by.
They all know summer has died.
Up in the sky they spread their wings,
Embarking on many new beginnings.
Knowing Summer's return,
Will give new birth for what they yearn.
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