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Trade Winds 

Another gray morning

Treetops shake
Vultures rise,

Circling endlessly
Riding trade winds

Higher than a kite!

R Bloomin Orchard

Bristles with fruit
Blessed by rains

Held far too long
In changing climate

Made of Vultures Past...

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