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Apr 2016
Send a raven, send an owl.
Send a prayer, I ask, how?

She who waltz under the rain,
Also carols amidst the pain.

A song with broken melodies,
rhythm made of remedies.

Makes the closed ears hear,
with the bitter words sound so dear.

Send a raven, send an owl.

She makes a non believer
send a hopeful prayer.
"Her love is my religion." - The Cab

Not yet back, see it *****.
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