Raven, if you
Want to come,
Come again.
I love your
Glossy black.
Your colour
I love, only
Becasue, glossy
Black is my god.
Raven, your
Blue-black feathers
Is like that
Of the sky
And I am under it.
Raven, your
Hoarse cry
Made me awake
Every day and
I realize my duty.
Raven, come on,
Come on every day.
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