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Oh,flaming Flamingos; when you bow your heads, you’re the sun set that scatters soft feathers of red and against its light ballet you are musical notes in an appassionata
First my toes turn into talons, then my mouth becomes a beak, feathers grow upon my fingers; songs replace the words I speak. Then I spread my wings out widely
Little ragged doll, you mean the world to me though you are not a lady all dressed in finery. You are all that I have when this world seems harsh and cold and that makes you a precious thing
Our ship has no crew except me and you; no hull and no keel but the way that we feel; no billowing sails but our hearts that prevail; nothing in the hold except memories of gold.