Face like tree Weight of earth Tears of sky To fill your shallow heart
Oh she knows those tricks of yours for she has played them all
Years with she Rave and word Weary eye Until you swallow hard
Known is the trap known is the fall if she warned You wouldn't heed it anyway for she is vast and you are small
Crow will lend his caw Crone will let you fall
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