Gratitude 8 Mysteries

A hawk, on campus, magnificent wings, spotted delicately. Wide spanned, flying through crowds of people just trying to find a spot to eat the squirrel it caught, just ready for a meal, being dive bombed by angry jays their stuttering exultations and cries warning others not to land.

Beak sharp and tearing into sad furry flesh.

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