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Aug 2014
He takes sparkly rainbow flight among the pigeons,

They coo,
as he breathes fire and howls,
heart of wolf and gold-

I've seen him trailed in green, riding on wings for us to learn from.

Master Bird,
guide me to mega,
and naked,
and flight-

The bird is not naked but has ****** of mind.
Mind too bare,
for disdain,
and loath-

Take heed in his loss of mind,
Naked and Beautiful,
I love it.
Too pure for me,
I wish for it.
its not a real bird
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