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Widened wings sweep over the sky
Animals cower to hear her cry.
She swoops down low to search the ground
Tiny creatures scuttle to where they can't be found.
But out in the open lay an innocent shrew
His life lay ahead of him, but he never knew
That the shadow ahead was the end of his life
With a shriek like a harsh, broken fife
With outstretched talons so bony and hard
And beady black eyes, like a gate are they barred
A spatter of blood and the tear of lungs
Is how tiny lives will end so young.