The Lark:
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The Lark is regarded as the bird of the Bards in the Druid tradition and has three black dots on its tongue.
A Lark sang to me
Of all the joy in the world
Though, fleeting it was
Still, the Lark sings on and on
And will forever return
Copyright © White Wolf | Year Posted 2017
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