Midday was in fifteen minutes when my foot first bothered ground of the forest, none's around Absentmindedly I carried weight of thoughts Not minding foot
Midday was in fifteen minutes when my foot first bothered ground of the forest, none's around
Absentmindedly I carried weight of thoughts
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veronica_a An old soul lonely but not alone
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The chilling meeting of raven and author in the forest

Midday was in fifteen minutes when my foot first bothered ground of the forest, none's around Absentmindedly I carried weight of thoughts Not minding foot

Only birds' chirp's watering down Firm flesh silence adulthood.  Like a cloak my thoughts were rippling, rippling down seamless shroud growing in size, when lifted Lifted up by the wind a greedy mouth

To devour time that fleeting I distracted from reflection,

Switched glance from path to ditch, ditch which drew my whole attention:

A big Raven was standing there near his old dwelling place.

- ''Human looked at me to stare, what a curious gaze''

Though the raven as noble creature stayed where was before and my rude glance was ignored with a silient scorn.

He wore glossy black frock coat with the flappers long  And perhaps will walk alone  Nevermore. *It wasn't human anymore.

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