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Wandering Time – ∞

There was one time a group of pigeons flying together. They were flying in a wavy, flow manner like they fly. Every member knows which direction to turn to like their brain is synchronised with each other for that. Among them there was a white coloured bird as well. Her flying pattern of course did not match the whole group. She was constantly flinching and possibly looking at other birds as well to gather information on which path to turn to. That was something fun and uncommon to watch. It was like that bird was trying to fit in with that group, constantly failing and succeeding at the same time. Why was it doing that ? No idea.