He watched the birds fly in through the window. As always, they chirped around with excitement.

One played with the shadows cast by his table lamp. Another rolled around on his pencil. A group played hide and seek among his curtains. While the others walked through his bookshelf, admiring the pictures on their cover.

They came here everyday. And he kept his window open for them.

Because to him, it may just be his usual room. But for the birds, it was a place full of wonders.

And for him, their chirping was the most wonderful thing in this world.

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"Some things may be just another normal for you, but they can have a big impact on others."