Birds of a feather ππ¦
Birds of a feather They always stick together no matter the weather Even if the skies turn from blue to grey They would never separate whether it's night or day Soaring the sky flying low and high Their prey doesn't even see them coming with the naked eye They come in many different species Somes even live in the blue seas They are a wonder of nature But some even come in a form of a traitor
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