B efore I was born
L ightning, thunder harkened me
A s the mountains roared
C ooing symphonies of song
K issed with autumn’s breath
B lessed by Blackbird Messenger’s
I ridescent eyes
R aven smiles as nevermore
D reams die unfulfilled
S ultry words are whispered sweet
O palescent hope
N ame was given by the earth
G ather round this cawing crow
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