The raven flew, harbinger in baby blue
White clouds besetting ebony feathers,
The endless sea, sapphire eyes I see
Purest loves float amongst the ether
My greatest gift, my countless blessings
Pure innocent eyes of children, love long lives languidly
Black hope flies higher blue than despair can lie to me or you
If I was the blackest raven, I’d shed flawed flesh so craven
I would hold you in my wings, the very songs of heaven to sing
My angels, my darlings, my precious ones
My very purpose for everyone
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