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Starling

 Murmuration is great, like the rich chime of natural E. Starlings be like "Guys, guys! This way!" Clubbed together and union, what they do is doing, moment wise. Orcas come thrashing thru jaws wide open. Certain sure a bellyful, but the flight continues. Be starlings and attuned, for a change. Taylor Swift can survive without your cabinet of eagerness. Starlings own the strength while immensity flies. We don't know why we are why we are, enough to saturate in the communal doing. Your tv exploded yesterday.


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