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I hear the Raven daily, but I do not see him in his tree …. I see the stars shinning brightly at night, but do not hear them, Tears flow from my eye’s but I do not feel them, My heart aches but I try to squelch it. The Raven speaks of messages of magic […]

via The Raven: A Poem… — Photo’s and Word’s of a Wandering Mind