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The wind blows wild as Rooks explode
In buffeted delight.
Spreading their wings into the squall
In roistering, reckless flight.
Their swirling tangled dance of joy
Proclaims a mastery
Of three dimensional excess
And death to Gravity.
Saturday 14th November 2009 10:46 pm
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