Collides with
The wild dove,
Soaring through the sky
They seem to multiply,
Feathers floating
Through the air
Up so high,
They multiply.
And I see the lights
Of a ferris wheel in the distance,
Where the birds have their fun,
Spinning and relaxing
Feathers flying
Off their bodies,
Trying to multiply
Into offspring,
So the magical wheel in the sky
Can keep turning and luring
Creatures into the sky.
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