Poem.
Sur black crow and the pigeon,
snow birds out of lead.
White falls over city death
snow, ice – a suicide.
Funeral under the sun, the silent night,
the canine is grimacing masks and pointed.
Crystal bitter tear fog
many weeping eyes.
Bloodthirsty,a hungry wolf,
attack, bite and tear …
Haze of crows, Snow pigeon,
sky with birds lead
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