Of crows,
A murder is known best,
For their grouping,
And their pack.
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A murder of crows,
A group of crows whom act as one,
Like a wolf pack,
Or a herd of sheep.
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The crow finds refuge in its murder,
It finds safety,
It feels relief,
Because it is one with its kind.
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They act accordingly,
Similarly,
Almost without will,
For they are one in a murder.
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But
Not every crow joins its murder.
They act alone.
They rely on themselves.
Because they are different.
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Those crows grow up to be
Self-Dependent,
Loners,
Stronger.
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Though there is such thing as strength in numbers,
There is always the counter,
Being strength in
Singularity.
~Karter Z
