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Would it be a big deal,

if she one day vanished?

Would it matter very much,

if her words were one day vanquished?


The black raven,

admist a flock of doves.

A lone star,

forgotten in the heavens above.


Her heart sings a lullaby,

drowned out by her lonesome thoughts.

And would it matter really,

if she was one day gone?


After all, who cares,

who comes and who goes?

Well, I'm here to say,

that your raven presence shows.


And the world would be a lot darker,

if you ever left.

So just promise me you'll stay,

and you won't yet sail West.

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