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Third Wing

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What of the high-flying Whooper?
Suffering injured wings
Searching breathlessly
For a place to mend and rest,
But can find no such nest.

Pairing for life
This Whooper found
Its mate strayed
And lost her way,
What's a swan to say?

Nothing!
Says the bevy cob,
Grow a third wing!
No time to die,
On, the wedge must fly.
 

Genesis 1:20
James 1:12

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by J Alan R
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