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May 28
I was a snake slithering on the ground,
For time untold before I was found:
By some sparkling-haired deity beyond beauty's bound;
I remember emerald eyes within an ocean round,
The warmth of her smile threatened to brown,
The strength of her soul I felt magnetically bound;
Picked me up and healed my legs;
Then with a kiss she flew away.

So now I grow wings,
To learn to do the same.
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Patrick  22/M
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   guy scutellaro, Man and Onoma
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