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angiekopshy
angiekopshy
F/Montana Kopshy has a background in classical piano and music therapy. She is currently writing in the mountains of Montana.
An ancient sage suddenly appeared at my feet. She placed her hand upon my heart and whispered, "This is your destiny." A woman in black with hair as gold as the sun took my hand. She said, "Close your eyes. Open your mind. Feel the power of this land." She said, "Daughter of my daughter's daughter; blood of mine. We've been waiting for all your life. It's finally time to rise. It's time to fight." A band of ancient shamans stopped me in my tracks. They placed their magic on me and said, "You can never go back." They said, "Sister, on her hero's journey, take our hands. We've been waiting for all our lives. Here we stand to rise." We can't wait any longer. We can't hide the fire that's been burning ever stronger. We can't deny. It's time to rise. It's time to fight. It's time to rise. It's time to fight.
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Oct 19, 2017
Oct 19, 2017 at 2:36 PM UTC
Rise
You went against their theories, you broke all their rules By soaring above them, just out of reach. You laughed as they stared, those arrogant fools Eager to name your scientific breach. If you let them catch you it might be fun Allow one to hold you; small greedy hand. And just when he thinks the game has been won You move forward with your martyrs stand. You sting the ******* who’s trying to steal The secrets behind your majestic wing. One venomous ***** with quick pain he’ll reel Squealing retreat from your dignified sting. They actually thought you’d let truth be known Uncivilized man, your secret to own?
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Oct 16, 2017
Oct 16, 2017 at 8:27 PM UTC
The Sonnet of the Bumblebee