about flight... and other things...

And he was relatively good in flight, and yet he was asked to walk. And he was a quite good swimmer, but they made him dig a hole. And he really liked to listen, but they made him say it all. And he really liked to change things and they ask him to please not to. And he liked to be alone and they made him run in flocks. And he really liked his fish, and they made him drink and fast. And it took some time to get to the point where his body just wanted to not fly, not swim, not listen, not change a thing, and just drink... alone... and he ate his own feathers until he did not even look like the others... what else?...

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