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Amelia Aspros

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​Crow’s nest

February 26, 2016

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The wind wept

The crows called

The bees buzzed

The darkness surrounded him

His call was cold as ice

He shattered the clouds whilst in flight

He saw what was left of his kingdom

His wings burnt from the blazing fire

And all that was left was a nest

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