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The Crow
The dying crow dies. They others say their goodbyes, unburden the branch, and gain the skies.
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Crash on Runner’s Road
I heard something heavy rolling on the ground, then what sounded like something dropping from the sky. A flash of light burst through my window milliseconds before the explosion. Instantly, the power went out. I thought a plane had crashed in my backyard. I got to the window still in time to see what looked…