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Jun 2019
Warm dragons breath, breaths fire on my cheek
Statues of knights just beyond my reach
I soar the sky just to fight the urge to stay grounded
I drift I drag I draw
Closer to my prey
Written by
Brooklyn Beverly  22/F/Oregon
(22/F/Oregon)   
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