Crow Funeral

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I heard them before I saw them. The call of crows, and many of them. I went out and saw the crows fly in...and then all land together side by side, as they continued their simultaneous loud caw and cry...And then I realized that there was a dead crow upon the ground...and that I was witnessing a crow funeral...that I had heard about before, but had never seen myself...where they all came to pay their respects...facing their lost friend/loved one...the sound of their cries filling the air...until they flew away one by one...

...and then...just silence there...