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Nov 2021
She stared down at the silhouette
As it rushes up to meet her.
She made no noise, she didn't scream
Her broken wings trailing behind.
All she seemed to think
was nothing would save her
And she didn't care.
Jack R Fehlmann
Written by
Jack R Fehlmann  44/M/Colorado
(44/M/Colorado)   
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