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I'm... breathing.
...
I-I think I'm okay now.
Mostly.
I can think clearly again.
Even though I don't want to.
Um... h-hey, feathers?...
I didn't know you could talk...
...
Why....
Why are some of you snapped in half?...
W-Who would destroy such precious things?...
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