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I fly through the air on small feathered wings, seeking out life and destroying all things.
What flies without wings? What passes all things? What mends all sorrow? What brings the morrow?
The moon is my father. The sea is my mother. I have a million brothers. I die when I reach land
Bright as diamonds, Loud as thunder, Never still, A thing of wonder.
I'm light as a feather, yet the strongest man can't hold me for more than 5 minutes.
What do angels sing in the shower?