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Living Dangerously

Yesterday, in the center of a storm that blew its fury across the morning, a brief patch of calm came to settle the garden and on sunlit tufts of purple coloured flowers, a pair of wings broke from shelter to briefly flare and fold below an uneasy still as if shadowed on an anvil paused between hammer blows of hail.

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Date: 3/24/2023 7:15:00 PM
A poem of nature's curious ways. I hope the bird survived, Paul. Have a great weekend:)
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