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One
fine morning when I was
looking at my window and
watching birds fly freely
and sing, not to please
someone but just to be happy, I was wondering how to
define what those beautiful
birds felt.
I looked for the definition
of singing , flying , and
happiness; but the definitions
were unable to express that
feeling.There are lots of
things in this world which
we are unable to express
easily so I started thinking
about a better way and I came
up with
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