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Nov 2011
Like will-o-wisps they travel

On the wind.

Less substantial than ash;

Only slightly more so than imagination.

Attempting their former business

With useless hands.

Desperately crying out their messages

With silent voices.

Helplessly surrendering

To their imposed path.
Samaire Angelique
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