The raven and the widow never do they fight
Blacker than black darker than night
spinning a web or prowling in flight
Tera predation is natures bounty hunters birthright
An iron spider on a copper road
destiny spelled out in white lines bold
The black raven above with spread wings to behold
Like a stretch of dark asphalt
the copper sunset silently sets on the road
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