I am drawn to the possibility
of your ****** feathers,
black, blue, white, endless variety;
chances I will never take.
I am awed by the beauty
of you soaring high above the world,
your song echoes in my heart;
A life I will never live.
Aug 6, 2018
Aug 6, 2018 at 4:36 PM UTC
I am drawn to the possibility
of your ****** feathers,
black, blue, white, endless variety;
chances I will never take.
I am awed by the beauty
of you soaring high above the world,
your song echoes in my heart;
A life I will never live.
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