Pray, large bird of prey
What are you doing here today?
Have you come to closet my rhyme
The path of the crow or the longest way
I can see no cure prevention
Sick armour lies to cease detention
If not for I and not for you
What would they say, this day and do?
Hop to the ground, make not a mark
For the feline company will start to bark!
Find open ways, to lead you home
I need not another, weight, upon this stone
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