The White Crow
A pretty bird, coloured in white.912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡam5qkClRZH
They were a crow, a bird of the night.912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPW9szmaNxE
But they were a tone, a tone of the light.912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvRI8A3F1fS
They were a crow, yet no they were not.912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfgwPXXUI1Q
The crow had changed.912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfTvIwKxMyn
It was no longer a crow.912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzFHkqbMToL
The crow wanted to fly amongst the birds.912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRisza8nQsM
It wanted to be a pretty bird.912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNWy1eXUKPt
But, that meant it was no longer a crow.912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlOFsxhadfS
The crow wanted change.912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxsF1T20sUv
It wanted to be seen.912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUPfVd7ienn
But no one came close.912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtvl7Ue6FGC
So it became something new, indeed.912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcHbcQUwPL8
It became a bird.912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLtUQR7qclB
A bird coloured white.912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHfDWM22FrV
The crow was then seen.912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNMJ6sYUcNJ
The other birds noticed.912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡki5eq5HKe2
The white crow flew, it flew with the others.912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLp4NKOyix9
But, the crow it once was never flew again.912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjPeFG8oEeS
