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Mar 2010
i looked across a field and saw a kestrel fly
hovering in a field that was near by
floating in the air in the summer breeze
he was very skillful and floated with such ease
then he seem to swoop down towards the ground
so very nice and quiet he didnt make a sound
when he came back up again he had caught a mouse
then he flew away with it. back to his kestrel house.
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william worthless
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