a newly born chick
from a solid rock protection to the fresh breeze of hawkers an innocent creature is brought into being soft cottonwool like feather like a fresh oven baked bread. cheeping cheeping for food but recieve harshness of being a meal to the enemies gone with beauty that was never seen
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