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From his back, grew feathers Those so dark but when the light hits them, a thousand colours shine through The skin around his hind legs bulged and swolen And with each right step, he grew flowers And with each left step, it leaked fire His face morphed from person to person Yet his eyes, they stayed the same They followed me, every move I made Meadows behind his shadow wasted away to ash I rest my palm on his cheek He rests a feathered wing on the back of my hand "Who are you?" I ask him He tells me: "I am everyone and anyone I am someone you see everyday I am the face you see in the crowd I am the thunderstorms in the night I am the gentle breeze that hits your face I am the sound of children's laughter in your ears I am the wind below your feet I am the first tear that drips down your cheeks I am the sweat down your temples I am the tremble in your hands, the shiver down your spine I am the place the light can not reach, yet I am the light I drink yet I do not thirst I eat yet I am not hungry I breathe in air that does not exist I want what I do not need I take what I do not want Yet I am not a god I am not a man Nor anything in this world I am no one I am nobody I am nothing."
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Nov 22, 2019
Nov 22, 2019 at 4:25 AM UTC
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From his back, grew feathers Those so dark but when the light hits them, a thousand colours shine through The skin around his hind legs bulged and swolen And with each right step, he grew flowers And with each left step, it leaked fire His face morphed from person to person Yet his eyes, they stayed the same They followed me, every move I made Meadows behind his shadow wasted away to ash I rest my palm on his cheek He rests a feathered wing on the back of my hand "Who are you?" I ask him He tells me: "I am everyone and anyone I am someone you see everyday I am the face you see in the crowd I am the thunderstorms in the night I am the gentle breeze that hits your face I am the sound of children's laughter in your ears I am the wind below your feet I am the first tear that drips down your cheeks I am the sweat down your temples I am the tremble in your hands, the shiver down your spine I am the place the light can not reach, yet I am the light I drink yet I do not thirst I eat yet I am not hungry I breathe in air that does not exist I want what I do not need I take what I do not want Yet I am not a god I am not a man Nor anything in this world I am no one I am nobody I am nothing."
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22/F/on the moon
Nov 22, 2019
Nov 22, 2019 at 4:25 AM UTC
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