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The shining Ravens
Find their shangri-la
Turning in great spirals
On the rising air
Calling low
Then tumbling
In the joy of wild abandon
I would love to be a Raven
In this heaven
I would sing my song
And smile a Ravens smile.
The sea is shining
And morning beams
As mournful thrushes
Sing sweet sorrows
From the topmost twigs
The sky reflects
The view from space
Where Sapphire sea
Meets cornflower blue
In a fine white line forever.
# CoSoPoetry

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