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Inspired by WHIP's presence in this thread
A shadow dances over broken ground
Rippling as it flees, stretching, seeking.
A Black dancing Eagle makes no sound,
Shimmering as it flees, retching, peeking.
A Cowboy sights along a line of sight
death awaits in bristling barrells bright
A click, a pop, a kick, and swift flight
the bullet pulls the Bird down into the light.
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This body holding me reminds me of my own mortality
Embrace this moment, remember
We are eternal, all this pain is an illusion ~MJKeenan
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