

My dears, I am Sparrow, wise as I am lovely.

Tiny animals of the world, I cherish you!

The sky: limitless and everblue.

See how the colours of the rainbow vibrate as they sing!

Is a new flower not the most precious gift of spring?

Uh, nothing poetic here. Go away. Dolly time.
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