Confessions of a crow

Dear One, do I perceive that you have told this parable against me? Have I stolen the seeds of contentment from those with whom I am on the way, the path that you have laid out in crazy paving, gravel, and grass, where joy should be in abundance, the hopscotch, skip, and jump of children? We swoop instead with greedy, beady beaks …

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