White bird, featherless, flying out of paradise. Flying over sea and land. Dying in my hand.

White bird, featherless, flying out of paradise. Flying over sea and land. Dying in my hand.

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I’m grown from darkness but shine with a pale light. Very round I am and always a lady's delight.

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