SEE THAT BETTER LIGHT OUT YONDER?
Heaving and breathing and cleaving and leaving
the beds of night for the far-hanging ledges
Shoving and scuffing and cuffing and shreveing
the arms and legs on the way of pledges
No wondering no plundering no blinking or shrinking
each friend somehow anyhow leaned and keened there
Not never not clever to scope more journey in thinking
each pain each gain tossed far behind the past to snare
Oh me oh my oh sigh oh nigh to nouncing finish line
while unknown Old Crow flapped in calling new sight
Old Crow scolding the molding of quest thought fine
Old Crow skewing eye to far far peak holding true light
Oh bother oh brother oh mother oh no more cover
Oh no oh so oh do-si-do inshiver inquiver at far peak
Oh friends oh trends oh mends of mind to seek far lover
Of all our souls in tolls of Crow across black tangly creek
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