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By: Sean Tang '28
They thought something chewed its legs away when they first found it, mud-stained, frozen over patches of swaying reed grass. But the cutoff was clear. Where flesh and talon belonged, were two eerie stumps. A lustrous pair, willow-thin with a wax-like smoothness-- glaring under the cruel summer sun. Pristine, Spotless-- Holy. Deformity. They noted, Possible disease, trauma, or development defect. While sinking its rootless legs Abnormally large pectoral muscles. Along with its diligent wings Near-absent fat reserves. Into its cylindrical grave. More investigation needed. Gliding atop the gilded Formalin, as if returned to the first water-- The guest of summer flies beyond the day.
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