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Night Song for a Firstborn

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Crows, ragged and shining, glided gracefully like ancient creatures hovering over a new earth. They wove their blue black wings through the top branches of a dead tree in our backyard. I had not paid much attention to them until Annie stood there immobile, her blue eyes fastened upon them, her fingers gripping the window ledge.

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