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By Todd Brown
Dark body As
a slick taken flight and form Spirit
tortured by design Blistering
in the sun Black
crow divine. Affection
passes me As
in a coma- does
time. Not
sleek and dynamic But
a terror Without
grace. I
am strong A
solo warrior Ronan
from birth Observer
elite Of
mortal softness. I
am crow.
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