Black as night
Soaring through the sky.
Of both the day and night.
Soaring under the sunlight
Soaring under the moonlight
The Raven's feather falls down.
Down it goes,
Gently being guided by the cool breeze of fall.
Down the Rave's feather goes
Black as the night sky
Soaring through the sky.
Of both the day and night.
Soaring under the sunlight
Soaring under the moonlight
The Raven's feather finally drops
On a soft cold but warm hand.
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