I was in a room that reminded me of the dining room of the house where I grew up. There were four birds there. One brown, one green, one red, and one white. They were singing. Next thing I knew, I was looking into a nest. The birds were laying there, not moving. I had to look close to discern whether they were alive or not because they were so still, but I then realized that they were sleeping, curled up in the nest. They were very small and very beautiful, their colours complimenting each other. They started to wake up.
 
 
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