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You had to Shoot me down As I was a bird Flying to soar And you did not want Others learning how To fly away anymore. Just like the barn owl Ever the ethereal nun Kneeling in the branches Closer to the warmth of the sun Spreading butterflies Far away from your aim With heavy huntress chastise Away from your cold plain.

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DarjeelingT

28 / F

For You?

Written by

DarjeelingT

28 / F

Published: May 27, 2019
LinesWords: 1562

Tags: #expression #femininity #birds #soaring #hope #protection

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