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The Raven
The Raven
Child of Odhin
Crone and Sun
Bringer of messages
On dark rainbow wings
The raven cries…
The spirit dies…is born again.
Mischievous intelligence
Healing one
Bringer of mystery
Death and war
Speaking from an unseen world
The raven cries…
The spirit dies…is born again
All is not what it may seem
We hide our inner fears
Behind the masks
Of spider spun glass
Where no one sees our tears
Child of Odhin
Crone and sun
Bringer of the night
Soft darkness with dancing stars
The raven cries…
The spirit dies…is born again
©2005
Susan D.
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In sleep he sang to me, in dreams he came
That voice which calls to me and speaks my name
And do I dream again, for now I find
The phantom of the opera is there...inside my mind
Christine/ Phantom Of The Opera
Abondon thought and let the dream decend....
Point of No Return/Phantom Of The Opera
You will forever remain the music
And I…the song you sing
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