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What Does Seeing a Raven's Dream Mean
In midnight's grasp, a raven took flight, Its ebony wings adorned with sorrow's might, Through veils of darkness, it soared alone, A haunting presence, to worlds unknown. Its onyx feathers whispered tales of woe, Echoing through the night, a mournful show, With piercing eyes, a gaze that could pierce the soul, It sought solace in the shadows' endless scroll. Its mournful cry, a dirge of the heart, Unveiled secrets, tearing worlds apart, A harbinger of darkness, it perched on high, An omen of doom, with a mournful sigh. The raven's caw echoed in the moon's embrace, Unfolding mysteries with each somber chase, Its wings, a shroud, concealed the night's lore, A creature of darkness, forevermore. Yet, amidst the shadows, a glimmer of light, A flicker of hope, a chance to set things right, The Raven danced on the edge of despair, A symbol of resilience, in the midnight air. So, let it fly, with its tales untold, A guardian of secrets, a sight to behold, For within its ebony guise, hope remains, The Raven's journey, a testament to change.
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