I see the crow outside my house in silence
It's vague story, hushed in violence
"Don't come too near", He says
"Or it'd be too weird, O dear"
But the whispers in the wind urge me to speak with you
To unravel the secrets that only you can do
The crow's eyes gleam with mystery and might
As it watches me, with a knowing sight
In the stillness, I hear your call
A whispered summons, beyond them all
I take a step, and the wind does sway
As I draw closer, to what you'll say
The crow's warning fades, as I draw near
And in its place, a truth appears clear
That sometimes, we must face the unknown
To find the secrets that lie within our own
-Fazma Fiha
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