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Flight
Contributed by
osaka_sun
on
Saturday, 7th January 2012 @ 01:57:47 AM in AEST
Topic:
PoemsonBeauty
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You came to me in a dream Last evening You were a luna moth Pale, naked, bathed in green Though angels lent you wings, You chose not to fly And though in mortal coils, You refused to die And you raged, quietly, To carve out of the dusk Your very purpose Still I could not see you cry And when the night came And finally claimed you In the darkness, you were, at last You.
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