The sun will be rising soon,
it is black
Sounds of rain.
Out of subconscious.
I am awakened.
The sun will be rising soon,
it is black
Sounds of rain.
Out of subconscious.
I am awakened.
The rain is beautiful. Naturally cleansing in every way; everything it touches, it’s feeding me new life.
Rain calm is the rains song.
The raven sits with me once again.
How should we begin?
I’m euphoric now to hear of its return, I was dismayed until I started to hear it’s song unto the concrete and tin.
Me and my Raven again.
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