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Black Crow I sit perched watching. Fights ensue, gloomy winds breezes passed me. Some may call for help to no avail. I salvage any goodness left So I may survive. Dwelling, in forego And still, I am the Black Crow
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Jun 9, 2024
Jun 9, 2024 at 12:35 PM UTC
Black Crow
Black Crow I sit perched watching. Fights ensue, gloomy winds breezes passed me. Some may call for help to no avail. I salvage any goodness left So I may survive. Dwelling, in forego And still, I am the Black Crow
#sad#pain#adult
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MarkieWaters
Jun 9, 2024
Jun 9, 2024 at 12:35 PM UTC
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