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Birds

Throwing all the thistle stalks
the crow flew through the sky
In the depths of elder wood
as wispy clouds float by
A sheet of lightening lights the sky
a tremor of thunder sounds
The crested caracara dips and dives
into the depths of ground.
The aviation on display
no loss of beauty’s flight
The difference of birds of prey
give off a splendid sight.

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