Crow Warning

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Stop for a moment! Listen to everything.

It's all still here, in the corners.

There's the cawing of the crow,

there's the wind in the grass.

Now I feel the ancient sense of threat and

the possibility of hunger.

Yes all here still -

under layers and layers of comforts.

The crow's feathers unfold like black fingers and

I want to warn everyone.

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