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Feb 2013
Come listen closely, to the story in which I am speaking.
A legend told from just within a soul.
Quite now; close your eyes, be still your fleeting tongue.
Relax, which only could open the door to your minds perception.
A ride:
magical in proportion
bewitching in the fall.
Heavens gates which has been open, tripped by an angels halo;
over the clouds,
down to the rapidly approaching earth.

The fall from Grace has never looked more inciting.
© Victoria
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