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| Vulture with your eagle eye, Watching for the game to die, Hunched upon the leafless tree, Being all you want to be. When you spread and dry your wing I can almost hear you sing. You are happy you have friends Who pursue your very ends. All are big and brave like you, Ready to their quest pursue. Flap your wings and fly away! Time has come to stalk your prey. | ||
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