Dream

I had a curious dream last night.


I caught a little bird with my cap when I found it on the desolate path. Holding it in my hand, I noticed that the bird was a black and white, tiny bird fitting comfortably in my hand. It was struggling and hurt my fingers.


After relishing the feeling for a while, I released the bird in the air.

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