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Is it time yet, to leave this nest? "I don't know if I can fly." said the baby bird.
It was a modest talk, more of a chat really. I sat across from you, not as close as I would have liked, but close enough to smell your perfume. It floated cloud-like just centimeters away from your skin. The scent was far too intoxicating. I did not listen.