Crow is crafty
Malicious and
Trusting none.
Crow loves others'
Loss and its own gain.
Be not a crow, my dear
In this sense of the term
But be a crow, my dear
And help others rise, arise
And awake.
I am here to speak
About the glory of the truth
I am here to love all and all goodness
With full devotion and noble sentiments.
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