The Dance of Feathers in the Gentle Breeze

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In the quiet dawn, feathers float,
Whispering secrets the wind has found,
Graceful dancers in a sky remote,
With every swirl, they kiss the ground.

Soft as dreams, they drift and play,
Weaving stories of the skies,
A ballet in the light of day,
Reflecting hope in their flight’s rise.

Feathers of white, brown, and gray,
Symbols of freedom, pure and light,
They journey far without delay,
Guided by the sun’s warm sight.

Each feather tells a tale of flight,
Of wings that soared and hearts that dared,
They remind us in their gentle might,
Of dreams and hopes that must be shared.

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