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Nov 2013
I have,
After spending millions of years
Of past and forgotten lives
Wandering lost
Beneath shrub and trees,
I have finally learnt to fly.
Blessed with bent wings;
A tortured butterfly...
I found myself shaping the clouds
Into masterpieces of your heart
Embedding the world in a darkness
That reflected so beautifully
Off of impure eyes.
After years of jumping...
Falling...
Breaking impenetrable ground....
I have learnt how to fly.
And as the tear drops turned
into pained faces
I remembered
I dreamt you up one night.
Okay. This lake of sleep deprivation is getting deeper, muddier and thicker than ever to wade through.
mads
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mads  Melbourne
(Melbourne)   
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