there is nothing in the sky, but one little thing,
there flew a majestic bird, who loved to sing.
Coated in black, with a sleek design,
she landed on a branch, with such beauty divine.
Gentle as the breeze, she has no fear,
for there will be no one to hunt her here.
she's loud and stubborn, but most of the time,
she is all alone, with such beauty divine.
One day, her life, once was taken,
never again will i see that Raven,
coated in black, with a sleek design
I remember her song, with such beauty divine.
-M.R.K
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