Where is all the grass, Daddy?
I don't know.
The bird is the same color as the ground. Is that the desert?
I'm not sure, hon.
I feel sad for the bird, Daddy. It looks lost or hurt. Is it hurt? Do you think?
Birds sometimes look like that. It's just way birds look.
The same way as Daddys?
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