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I woke to a sea of crows

Bathed before the gloaming


Their onyx wings, like so many waves,
Gleam in the ailing
light
Rise and fall
Flit and Flutter
Flap
Incessant caws shred the air
Like static
Drown my mind in-Blood
I smell it in the acrid air

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