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That won’t do any good, the crow said. I told you, the answer is flying, not crying. How hard can it be? I’m doing it. The crow took to the air and flapped around Bran’s hand.

“You have wings,” Bran pointed out. Maybe you do too. Bran felt his shoulders, groping for feathers. There are different kinds of wings, the crow said.

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And now, 15 minutes of Worf’s ideas getting shot down by everyone on The Next Generation

This is so my life. I feel your pain!!