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May 2013
Crimson beats
Against alabaster bars
Bursting
With a life song
Of joy and blue skies
Of grief and thunder
But never flying from the cage
Sings without ceasing
Until death knocks
And with silver key and gentle hand
Removes it from its house
On the cold rocks
Crimson waits
Until
Perhaps
It sings again
We had to write a riddle poem for my Linguistics final.
Can you guess that answer?
Rachel Elizabeth
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Rachel Elizabeth
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   Eric Reiter
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