The wonderful factory of birds

The singing birds in early morning into excellent garden behind our windows produced the strange miraculous dream right before my awakening. As if I made a short excursion through one futuristic factory where some elves, pixies as subtlest workers, designers and engineers manufacturing certain types of vehicles, cars, bicycles and charged them with the energies needful for making trip to youth and childhood.
Yes, it was a factory of time machines, managing by singing early birds.


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