Nature
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The Lone Raven
And so it fades, the raven’s flight, Into the folds of endless night. Its mystery, a…
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Beneath The Willow
In gentle curves of emerald lace, Time seems to softly drift away, While branches whisper…

And so it fades, the raven’s flight, Into the folds of endless night. Its mystery, a…

In gentle curves of emerald lace, Time seems to softly drift away, While branches whisper…