A BIRD STORY 



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Far away they 

 There they saw 



Then they rose into the air. 



They looked to the north, 

 saw the snow coming. 



They looked to the south, 

 flowers and green leaves. 



There they flew and flew, until they came to 

 a land where there was no winter. 



There flowers always blossom, and birds 

 always sing. 



