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A Sparrow - no Raven - no Crow

Flies past the orange - yellow - red

Leaves no - feathers dancing overhead

Lying in my brown- cold- down bed

Living - dying trees leaves green no - drying

-up in my mouth - no my hands - no my boots

crows in cahoots with grey rain clouds

Clear away autumnal overcast

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