Storm

Night then calls the blacken storm,

Raining down for raven born.

Light descend from rain and shock,

Behind the stone of building block.

They soar up high so close the cloud,

Hiding above in a mist of shroud,

The raven and crows with deaden glance,

Watching below with an eerie trance.

Link: Storm

 

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