Floating, fleeing, flying in unison,
Playing above the horizon.
Freeing their feathers from damp and from cold,
Perching almost perfectly far from reach or hold.
Dancing in the daylight on the dappled sunlit trees,
Singing to each other with their simple loving pleas.
Batting feathers together like a band of raven black,
Heading towards the future ready for attack
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