A trick of light

And all the stars were crashing ’round

As I laid eyes on what I’d found

It was a white crane

It was a helpless thing

Upon a red stain

With an arrow its wing

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About WhatElenaDoes

I'm just a conundrum wrapped in an enigma stuffed into your back pocket.
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