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The Crow

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I can see everything,

 

For I am gently flying above you,

 

I see your smile,

 

I see your frown,

 

I see when you need help.

 

But I could never understand,

 

For here I am above,

 

Gently flying along, and soon away,

 

Out of your mine,

 

Your life,

 

You will probably never think of me again.

 

You hear me,

 

I see you looking,

 

You never look away actually,

 

I have even come down to say hi,

 

But you don’t acknowledge me anymore.

 

So I leave again,

 

And gently fly away,

 

Hoping that one day you will wave again,

 

And beckon me once more.

 

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