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Apr 2020
i looked across a field and saw a kestrel fly
hovering in a field that was near by
floating in the air on the summer breeze
he was very skillful. 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. back to his kestrel house.
WILLIAM WORTHLESS
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