"Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul
And sings the tune without the words and never stops at all"
Feathers
of the Raven
Poetry
and Pictures
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on images outlined in Purple for larger image*
Seven of Nine/Annika Hansen
"Sing
a song of sixpence, pocket full of rye
Four and twenty blackbirds baked into a pie
When the pie is opened, the birds begin to sing
Wasn't that a tasty dish to set before the King?"
"Sometimes
you're feeling all alone and you're needing somewhere to turn
You've got to seek inside your soul when there's no one else
around."
Set
a course...
Daughter of the
Raven