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“The wind, jealous of her freedom, stole away her feathers and dispersed them across the sky long ago. She no longer bares her soul to the skies but sits and waits for a soft breeze to stir her memory.”
— GPT3, Birds of Paradise
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“One day, as the bird was flying across the sky, he happened upon an ocean. He dove into the water and swam for so long that he eventually forgot how to fly. Over time, he came to believe he was born this way.”
— bird no. 02, Birds of Paradise
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“She was known for her ability to perfectly copy the songs of anything she heard. This along with her beauty made her an object of desire. She couldn’t find the pathway to paradise because she could not find her own voice.”
— bird no. 15, Birds of Paradise
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