That feeling when you find a fragile baby bird
That feeling when you find a fragile baby bird in the wilderness, only instead of a baby bird it’s a pile of twigs that’s been animated into a birdlike shape, and you and the birdlike shape develop a beautiful rapport, after which you help the birdlike shape take flight and then tearfully wish it well as it glides out of your life.
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