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Feb 14
Haunting me in snow motion,
All on the breeze that set me free,
Floating, Drifting, Flipping, Twirling
All of my kinetic energy

Brings me to my knees
Taunting me, there's
no way to know if it's
Testing me,
I shouldn't be scared...
Should I be scared?

A Whiff of Candlelight,
Sulfur Burning in the Night--
The Shift in Shadows--Slight,
The Will of the Flicker
Getting Thicker and Thicker
Makes Me Start to--
Waver
Take that
Tumble
No Use
Aiming
Start Proclaiming
Your Name in
Reclaiming
the Energy
that Washes Over
Me--the
Potential,
The Reverie--
It's Potent--
It's Haunting Me.
Miss Masque
Written by
Miss Masque
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   Weeping willow
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