The eyes of the magnificent bird were not looking particularly at me or anybody else. They were sadly recalling an ancient wisdom. No one could leave a trace unnoticed on this Earth. Forgotten. Probably by many. Yet, when a beauty is sacrificed for greed and life - for money, then we gonna feel the void. Metabolism - one could say. We can't surpass it. No tag for that.
The eyes of the magnificent bird are locked quietly on us. I can't forget them.
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