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Magical, flying wonder,
As you hop upon the ground, 
You're dancing.
You're not eerie
But wise.
What's your message?
Speak to me.
Shadows lie,
And I need the truth.
Tell me what you know.
Dark beauty you own,
And how I wish it were mine.
My translator of fate,
The mysterious is delirious.
Say it now,
My raven love, I'm listening.
"Only the soul at the gate
Finds the way in." 

© 2020 Loly Rinn
Photo by Peter Lloyd on Unsplash
Published inLatest Poetry

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