in a hemlock grove
where murders of crows
made their way
chattering to me
haven't you seen it?
haven't you seen it?
the heart was still,
it never once moved
but the crows bellowed
and chattered
haven't you seen it?
haven't you seen it?
i clutched the heart,
and then with a sigh,
i moved silently,
listening to
haven't you seen it?
haven't you seen it?
the world ended--
i watched from afar,
the heart ever still,
but my own!--
haven't i seen it?
haven't i seen it?
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