Delice Arleen Skelly Poet Couplet

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The Raven

I have a secret it's buried deep
Almost afraid to fall asleep
My shape will shift when unaware
It really is a frightful scare.

This morning found black feather on bed
Midnight is trigger I truly dread
No idea where I flew last night
Except was home with morning light.

Exhausted, confused what a curse
The raven is waiting to reassert
A Shapeshifter, no doubt, is what I am
Alone, on my own, having no clan.




Shapeshifters and Shapeshifting
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Anthony Biaanco 
25/05/2022



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