One hundred twenty
blackbirds
circling high in the
sky
Waiting for the
proper time
To catch their prey
Writing poetry and short stories to let people take a peek inside my mind. I also do videos, take pictures, and like to cook and share tips on cooking
Thunder Lightening A Storm is brewing Rain Floods I hope not Wash away all that is useless Wash away all that is rotten begin life again
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