A Song for the Hidden Eyes
This gentle hue, like beauty struck with purpose. My eyes taking in all they can, but this tinge of light can’t even compare to the eyes you hide behind. When your voice calls out, the world should stop to listen to your magnificent words. Your singing makes me want to fly away with you. Your black feathers soaring high. Take me with you on your journey, Madam Crow.
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