Your ebony wings shimmer at dusk.
Your dark eyes seem empty at first sight.
Others say you are the creature of darkness & fear, but you carry the dreams of people who dream, like me.
Please, carry my dreams to somewhere, to a soul who could make them come true.
But for now they will stay in my head, my heart as I sleep, & hear the sweet sound of your ebony wings shimmering at dusk.
For now, sweet Crow, for now.
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