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Revised Instructions

by John Grey

A deep distant growl,
much louder than a grimabear’s,
rumbles not from the earth
but somewhere above.

It is followed by the sound
of a howling wind
with an ancient star-craft engine
at its core.

And a sky shadow
sweeps across the encampment,
shakes every building
with the rocking of black wings.

make sure to
look up once in a while.
They’re not just out there.

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