There comes an early morning
when we look at the sky differently.
Our hands curl and change-
The crows call loudly, swoop,
and cackle-
It’s not too late.
-M. Taggart
There comes an early morning
when we look at the sky differently.
Our hands curl and change-
The crows call loudly, swoop,
and cackle-
It’s not too late.
-M. Taggart
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