Dude, here be the short version I have for the morning announcements vid, and it's around Valentines Day so that's why it's about love, platonic or not~

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Love is like feathers on a bird.

Some are soft and downy

While others are smooth and powerful.

Platonic or not,

Love will bring you

Into the air,

Meaning that you'll always be

Able to fall.

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Even that's pretty long, but I'll fit it in there XD

But I wanted to make the legitimate version, cause that's only simplified XD

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Love is like feathers on a bird,

Creatures who dominated the skies,

Oh those lovely skies

That host clouds of weather,

Rain, snow, hail, and casting shadows.

Oh those lovely skies,

Where waves of temperatures collide,

Creating whirlwinds and extraordinary gusts.

These birds conquer those,

Those who defy gravity,

And perhaps even taunt it.

These birds, covered in feathers,

One of their keys to flight,

Are unique only to them.

Some are soft and downy,

Like the warmth closeby,

And the simple joys shared

On a peaceful evening

That is deemed pleasant

Only by personal preferences.

Others are smooth and powerful,

Like intense feelings,

Like protection, care, 

And everything alike,

All of this is designed to be

Enough to embrace 

The viciousness of the skies.

Only they are capable 

Of slicing the wing,

And moving things further

Faster than downy alone.

This leads several places.

This can lead to height.

This can lead to adventure.

This can lead to chaos.

Those who are naive

Will try to reach the highest branch.

They will try

To explore the cliffs.

They will try

To control the winds

Rather than conquer them.

To conquer is to cooperate.

To conquer is to think.

To conquer is to learn,

Whether it be from resources 

Or experiences,

Or perhaps even others.

Control is nothing but selfish.

Control is without consideration.

Control is without cooperation.

Control is without true joy.

You cannot control the skies.

It will blow you off course of that branch.

It will slam you into that cliff.

It will make your time in the skies

Absolutely miserable.

The pain of injury

Will stay with you

If you are solus

For the harder you fly

And the harder you dive,

It is unlikely 

That some stranger

Will take you out of the woods

And spare some time for you

Unless you are bright enough

To keep others in your lives

Besides a single someone.

Platonic or not,

Love will bring you

Into the air,

Meaning that you'll always be

Able to fall.

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I didn't change the last part, cause I like it, but I think this is pretty good :3

I kinda lost inspiration towards the end, but eh, I still like it, and it was fun XD