Gain
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As I sprout my wings neither feather nor skin appears on them. They are only bone yet they allow me to soar higher and farther than any man, creature, or beast can. I have no eyes yet I can see all that happens. Past, present, and future.I am pure bone, no meat once so ever yet I feel. I feel every individual breeze upon me. My sense of smell is that better than any blood hounds. So much to the point I can smell if you lie. I have no tounge yet I can taste your fear. My skull has no ears but yet I can hear your every lie you speak.
