My nayme is bird
And wen it's Yule
And Swedish snow
Lies cold and cruel
I look for seeds
With many friends
But food is scarce
Where flock descends
But then we hear
Of ancient rite
We leave the trees
We all take flight
If fire not
Its end promote?
We do the deed.
We eat the goat.
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The lighting under the bridge makes it look like a crescent moon in the water ♡
Yongqing Fang, Guangzhou, China
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Colorful Signs, Shibuya 渋谷
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てらす or Terrace by Karin Hosono
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