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Feb 2017
I'm a ******* crow. And I love it. I'm Black ,unique ,feared, and above all I'm misunderstood. I am a epitome of fear. A symbol of the unknown. Which makes perfect since considering I am unknown. Most think of birds and  think of colors. All colorful birds are thought to be different because of their colors and their physical attributes,But appearance means nothing. They are different on the outside but on the inside they are all the same. No matter how different they look. Most of their attributes are beautiful. From their vibrant colors to their interesting looking beaks. But I'm different, I look plain. I look dead. I look boring and scary and people never look past appearance. They never have and they never will. If they did then crows like me would be a symbol of poeticness, creativeness, and pure brilliance.  My sub songs misinterpreted by all that hear them. They think they are obnoxious and rude. While I see them as sentimental and beautiful. I sing my songs out of tiredness of oppression brought to me by society and neglect-ion brought to me by my peers. But it's okay I will always fly. And even when the terrible twisted world I live in takes my wings I will still be heard. Either because my sub songs annoy the **** outta you or cause you look past the screeching sound and find the true Beauty to my madness.
julian pirtle
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julian pirtle  louisville,ky
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