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[some starlings on a telephone wire]

Wet-winged water wild thing

wild whilst wire-flying, wires

and what true omen do you bring

today?


Flock, wild wonderment, drop-like

singular wire warbling with shutter-shock

and wherefore did the four fly

today?


White where once was wild-cry

No small current choir high comes

and the runneled air rings light

today.

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