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Ravens Without Legs
I fell in love with a Raven.
He was deathly looking,
His call a warning,
Always brooding and
Seductive.
He was fearsome and
He knew it.
He never flew, didn’t
Need to. People
Fled from him.
You couldn’t attack
The Raven. He would
Attack you.
poem
by
Lyndee Michelle
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