The Last Bird

Only when the last bird will take its flight, the entire humankind will cheer, weep and applaud.
Only when the last bird will take its flight, the entire humankind will cheer, weep and applaud.
I am a soulful woman who loves to conjure up my thoughts and write. I thoroughly enjoy creating art and expressing myself through words. I believe words have a certain kind of melody that can be understood by everybody.
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