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by a crowd of solitaires and by one word split.
A raven falls out of the yellow flame of a willow.
Its wings purely black buff sunlight.
It paces the gravel bar, lifts into westerly sun.
Wing flash. Black luster. Gone..."
- from The Word by Emily Warn
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