This is the real story of some birds:
A jar, a very large jar sits upon the French bakers rack in my kitchen. I fold origami cranes. A lot of origami cranes, it seems they have taken it upon themselves to transform. I noticed there are little tiny hearts on the bottom of the wings. I also noticed they have turned themselves inside-out. A very short story.
"When we are relieved of the burden of sharing our dreams with others and convincing others of their worth, artistic and literary creativity sublimes into a state of euphoria."
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