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The Black Crow

Hark! Hark!
A crow pierced the occasional silence.
The big black bird perched on the branch.
It gazed into wherever the gaze halted.
Food? Mate?
Hark! Hark!
Alone on the branch.
A random car scrolled pass its gaze and something steamy rose above the grey tarmac.
Then there was just stillness.
A dark silhouette tucked among the leaves.
Hark! Hark!