With a Raven so at ease,
I would pet it as my own.
Raise! Shall I say when love is
but bittersweet in torture?
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Within the afternoon sun, I take thy
chance to seek forgiveness.
Shinning the curtains fall with the rise of sunlight,
for which the colors change from
time to time.
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I don't seek forgiveness, no more.
I only seek a sovereign union
one calls marriage.
With love and poetry,
I bow to my mind's creation.+