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Flying through the sunset sky,
And drifts a snow white cloud.
She glides so elegant,
Beautiful, and proud.
The Falcon smoothly flies her way
Through the dangerous air.
Silent!
And full-feeled care.
To the
Left,
On the horizon,
Screeches a Hawk,
With the Falcon, his eyes upon.
The Hawk Jets to the Falcon,
For his attacks.
The Falcon knowing
What speed the Hawk lacks.
She gains speed
Then turns head-first,
Towards the death-screaming Hawk.
And closes her wings with a sudden burst.
Crash! The Hawk stands stunned,
And with a second thought, Away to the West.
And left the Falcon in peace,
To fly to her nest
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