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Raven haired beauty

Black, shimmering surface
always flying with purpose
my dark, hoarse, throaty call
calls to the gods of the old hall
when you see me fly, most call it good luck
but for my prey, it's too late to duck
you'll be amazed at my size
when you see the majestic beauty in my eyes
and the large shadow I cast
I am the symbol of the future and the past
some have used me for their teams
others for hopes in their dying day's dreams
but no matter what you have heard
I am the king amongst the birds.
Written by LongTubiFree (JustinSizemore)
Published
Author's Note
Entry #4 for animal tributes. Stay tuned
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