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Comments about Daniel Zore
I awoke painfully to a piercing light
radiating from the bright sunrise,
as the sun rose fiercely in the dawning sky.
It was so bright and piercing that it burned my eyes.
I regained some sight, and when I peeked outside I saw the glow,
And through the windows I heard the cries of crows.
I heard their rhythmic cries as if putting on a show;
they stood on telephone wire, and they stood all in a row.
“What is the impending danger? ” I asked,
“What is it that you know? ”
They said nothing and stared back at me,
and then they cried once ...