The Watchful One
I fly high in the sky. I soar to the east and west across this vast land. I observe the cruel and the compassionate ones from down below. I see the corruption and joy they bring to this world they call home – I watch the struggles people face each day that passes by – I listen to the pleas from anybody to help ease their pain. I carry the hopes and prayers of the people to a realm of bright, new, pure light.
red bird, man, 33 jaar
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