Flying miracle

Written for the Poemosaurus Rex Challenge.

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Phantom in the sky,

The master of

Escaping hunts in the dark night. He doesn't

Roar echoing far, like the

Original

Dinosaur. While looking for dinner,

A wrong move from the prey

Calls the beast

To the set table

You have no idea what those wings hide,

Likely a monster, who's always ready to fight.

Uniqueness is defined by his amazing

Strength and flight.

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