The White Crow
A pretty bird, coloured in white.927Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPxonT8vNtx
They were a crow, a bird of the night.927Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7MBNu8O7Rj
But they were a tone, a tone of the light.927Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfn48oWXcPY
They were a crow, yet no they were not.927Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqW7gpkE2ba
The crow had changed.927Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡV46M6zMGWv
It was no longer a crow.927Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqwzZ3i2xpI
The crow wanted to fly amongst the birds.927Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡk90gPuaUu4
It wanted to be a pretty bird.927Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZ868q9BTbH
But, that meant it was no longer a crow.927Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgkSg5d6ys1
The crow wanted change.927Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ57fCpogLlZ
It wanted to be seen.927Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGTQGwH39wK
But no one came close.927Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkHvYiD6nAq
So it became something new, indeed.927Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡovDoy4743A
It became a bird.927Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJlJkrwOiah
A bird coloured white.927Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPzhOKbbVYY
The crow was then seen.927Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZ6pTDyQ88y
The other birds noticed.927Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlp3bRyWexu
The white crow flew, it flew with the others.927Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡU70nMu8IiI
But, the crow it once was never flew again.927Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyDy8XLvCiB
