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CrowLore

Crow Lore

 

We sit and watch the world go by

On fences long and oak trees high

The waxing moon the setting sun

We are the crows of Albion

 

We chronicle the human ways

Their restless nights and confused days

Mother, daughter, father, son

We are the crows of Albion

 

Our stories written down in books

Guarded well by crows and rooks

And no one knows what we ...

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