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The sun slowly sinks and the turtle dove quiets. Waiting for the moon to hide its new form. Watching carefully with its golden eyes listening for the wolverine's cry. The moon's light is hidden by a cloud, a cry spills through the air jerking a child's fear. It is when the light comes and the bird appears. Is it a raven? no it is the crow a single bird with feathers aglow. Only when the night come's does the truth become one. Let into the wild it becomes what it was a beautiful fierce crow not a weak willed dove. Through the hollow woods its flows, calling for its mate a single white dove who follows in its wake. It is strange to see a fierce bird with a gentle lover of light and warmth. Together they rule both night and day waiting for the time when their lives touch eachother. The turtle dove and the rave crow together they mate and find love aglow. Only under the warmth of the summer sun will their love find again in the winter they starve and wait for eachother. Giving themselves wholly to the other. They are vulnerable together, their wings unable to move that is why they aren't found together. Under this hardship do they bring love and only under the hollow moon can they let their hearts beat as one.
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