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Two crows on black-barked heights convene, Their raspy caws drift down like teasing jokes; Pedestrians flinch at each sharp refrain, As traffic hums below in rolling spokes.
By CSBTwo crows on black-barked heights convene, Their raspy caws drift down like teasing jokes; Pedestrians flinch at each sharp refrain, As traffic hums below in rolling spokes.