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Stride
Little bird came flying by
And as northern flames light up the sky
That bird was singing out of range
And I got lost in a haze
He couldn't pick me up so I took him down
To be the centre of my crown
And I thought he'd make the change
But he was singing out of range
(excerpt text from the song, Wild Bird by Bigbang)
Art © 2018 hax
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MemberI know ostrich racing is a thing, I wonder if anyone's tried polo?
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