Creative Writing #2 - Flock
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I watch a thousand starlings paint dark shadows across the sky above me, the beautiful shapes and forms they create - nature is the artist, the birds are living art, flowing and meandering gracefully across the pale, orange canvas of this twilight sky.
I drink in the clean, fresh air; my city lungs aching as I greedily inhale all I can manage, slowly relaxing my whole body on the outbreath.
The knot in my chest slowly unravels for the first time that day and I sit in silence - The birds, the sky and I.
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