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  • Slideshow Raven

The Greatest Heights

barely even by a breath
i'm flowing with the tide
capable of death as death
i cry and cry and cry
in the darkness
such emotion
echoes through the night

the depths to which i sink
so that to reach
the greatest heights i might
the storm to which i cling
so that to see
me safely through the night

shaken from the deepest sleep
i open up my eyes
weary from the great retreat
i sigh and sigh and sigh
like a shadow
turning softly
in the darkest night