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Raven
Eve of dreary
Augur, revealer of
Fears, producer of shades of fright…
I shall
Endure
Your darkened hours,
Reject your ebon force.
Begone O night! I shall entreat
Brilliant
Orb’s rays
To warm gilt dawn…
Yet delay day’s desert
Power to parch minds in endless
Cycle!
Beckons
My soul: day’s sweet
Dazzling promise to seek afresh
Destiny’s
Rewards.
I forge iron
Will to battle anew
Midst fields of sleep and shadowy
Dreams.
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day’s sweet Dazzling promise to seek afresh Destiny’s Rachel Ann Butler