The Weekly Raven

Fiercely dressed in feathers black,
Winged onto the lonely rooftops,
Where,
outlined against the early morning sky,
Perched for a moment's stop,
And then,
Smoothly silent and sleek,
With wings fully outspread,
Gently glided off,
and was gone for another week.





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