The White Crow
A pretty bird, coloured in white.913Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgtgDjbJTyE
They were a crow, a bird of the night.913Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVJB3X7I6Os
But they were a tone, a tone of the light.913Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2OwIHNhJyZ
They were a crow, yet no they were not.913Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2dAf1bm7pa
The crow had changed.913Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡh7zq6Zllr2
It was no longer a crow.913Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFkP3DB2RQu
The crow wanted to fly amongst the birds.913Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHau2KoRJEU
It wanted to be a pretty bird.913Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgoIuuja012
But, that meant it was no longer a crow.913Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡejYppa15C8
The crow wanted change.913Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKPy0AOnRy6
It wanted to be seen.913Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXGlM1OWjqK
But no one came close.913Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡM7Qhec8aSQ
So it became something new, indeed.913Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0oJWifOBz4
It became a bird.913Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡet8YsFwG3w
A bird coloured white.913Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5Rcr37Gi2a
The crow was then seen.913Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2QbtDb0MZm
The other birds noticed.913Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwDX0bgrUjG
The white crow flew, it flew with the others.913Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjqnBYh4QOn
But, the crow it once was never flew again.913Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYX7V85MRXy
