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"What have you brought me, feathered friend?"

asked the Goddess of the Moon

"A lost soul wandering the night

till caught in a Raven's Rune?"

She held up the orb to the night sky

admiring its gently sparkling light

the Raven watched with twinkling eyes

as the little orb burned bright

"Well done," the Goddess said

"New life is born again

with moon dust and cosmic rays

and this soul's beautiful zen."

The Raven stepped back with tilted head

as the orb shifted and transformed

a diamond shape it became

and a new star was born

The star rose into the air

then shot up into the blue yonder

becoming one with constellations

to live a new happily ever after

"It's time for you to search again,"

the Goddess told her Raven friend

"and find another soul lost and forgotten

and bring them to me to make amends."

The Raven cawed, flapped his wings

and took off to the sky

in search of something lost and pure

and incredibly bright

-BY K. R. WONDER

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