Bolden eye have the sky to fly
wings are broad kiss their
chics this night.
Weeding prey talon spike
in claw.
Head goes up neck arched out
you hear this king call out
Missile streak across a cloud
thats white.
Homage to the queen he does
fly out.
Is It Poetry
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