The pure white feather weaved and waved majestically through the air feeling weightless in the cool summer breeze. As it danced and twirled around like a ballerina it thought to itself "This is the life" Soon the breeze calmed and the feather drifted down and down until it finally reached the hard ground knowing that there would soon be a new adventure.
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