Black Crow I sit perched watching. Fights ensue, gloomy winds breezes passed me
Black Crow

I sit perched
watching.




Fights ensue,
gloomy winds
breezes passed me

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markiewaters
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Gazing the area.

By Markie Waters

Black Crow I sit perched watching. Fights ensue, gloomy winds breezes passed me

Some may call for help to no avail. I salvage any goodness left, so I may survive. Dwelling in forego, And still, I am the Black Crow By: Markie Waters

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