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Poetry by Shelley Connor
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Saturday, 27 August 2016
The Ravens are leaving the Tower
The Ravens are leaving the Tower
And the walls start to crumble
With wings unclipped
A flurry of black
With love gone
No reason to stay
No need to look back
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