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WHEN RAVEN CALLS

Raven clings to the towering worn-out pine like a shining star still snagged on last December’s holiday tree. But does he truly cling? Perhaps it’s simpler – more effortless. Perhaps he’s merely perched, perusing his neighbors welcoming their day.

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