Raven In My Tree
Diligently, sitting in the maple tree
A raven as lonely as I
Cawing to no one but the empty
Diligently, sitting in the maple tree
I touch the glass, feeling despair and empathy
As my darkness is reflected in its eyes
Diligently, sitting in the maple tree
The raven nods before bidding me a goodbye.
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