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RE: The Echo of Twitter on Planet X
With a sharp beak and feathers dyed with challenges, the bird of regrets flies over uncertain horizons. It carries suitcases heavy with the past, but in its heart, a spark of freedom. Each flap promises new stories, dark laughter under the moon. Who knows where the wind will take it? Thank you, wanderer in freedom, for this journey together. Good evening.🌻
Bird...dump the suutcases and let's see where they land - the vineyard?