When I'm drunk I have good balance and rhythm. I'm an easy target to take advantage of...
The nearness of the blazing sun softened the wax which held the feathers together, and they came off. He fluttered with his arms, but no feathers remained to hold the air.
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>w> 1 is bad though but thank you