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Nov 2016
Here comes that oh-so
Familiar feeling
So familiar,
It's practically embodied
A black crow
Scraping its claws against
The outer layer of tissue
On my heart

It carves itself
It's own name forming:

L
O
N
E
L
Y

This black crow will remain inside me
Until the day I take my last breath

What a fantastic reminder.
ash
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