That this tiny little creature fall down above my head when I was looking downward to the road at my parents balcony? Probably my hair seemed like a good nestle for her. When I felt something in my head and a closer bird whispering I called my father without moving. He came and pick up the little bird. I said him to not arrest the bird. He let the bird in a flower pot for a few moments after the attempt to feed her. A few moments after she wasn't at the pot anymore. It seems like she decided to make herself free as I observed her in the nearby electricity cables. I ran, grabbed the camera, switched the lenses, and there is the moment. May you fly in freedom little bird.
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