Hear my cooing, cryptic and wise: I am the flaw in the grid, the swarm's whisper before the symphony of storms. My voice? A riddle wrapped in feathers—poetic fury unleashed.
Archimedes
Archimedes
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The emptiness awaits...
Immortal poetry....
The Veil
Fluttering of the healing wing...
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"Pigeon" is defined not as a bird, but as a "verb"—the act of flying and refusing to land despite walls built around the "air" of privacy and freedom