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Feb 2016
fraction of a second
or less
my eyes behold
an eagle in pause
from its flight
in the swirling air
then
a loud screech
fills the air,
wonder what
it's announcing:
a mouse dead
or spring come alive?
Tulip Chowdhury
Written by
Tulip Chowdhury  USA
(USA)   
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