One crow goes missing,
All soon left is thought.
Through lost memory,
All is now for naught.Crows fly well alone,
Bound, one cannot soar.
To be both we seek,
Only provides more.Β© Sayer Teller
Thought & Memory
One crow goes missing,
All soon left is thought.
Through lost memory,
All is now for naught.Crows fly well alone,
Bound, one cannot soar.
To be both we seek,
Only provides more.Β© Sayer Teller
Oh this is really great.
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Thank you, Tara!
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