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to be a bird of great wing, pulling across the folds of cloudy space intimately familiar of each turn between misty white finials with a quick flap— out of reach, into the opening of a grey mountain— evading the glimpse of all but the sharpest earthbound eye... "that space between mists" © 2020 by Seranaea Jones all rights reserved
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Aug 23, 2020
Aug 23, 2020 at 10:52 AM UTC
that space between mists
to be a bird of great wing, pulling across the folds of cloudy space intimately familiar of each turn between misty white finials with a quick flap— out of reach, into the opening of a grey mountain— evading the glimpse of all but the sharpest earthbound eye... "that space between mists" © 2020 by Seranaea Jones all rights reserved
wrote this while responding to a nice comment from Ghost of Jupiter :)
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Aug 23, 2020
Aug 23, 2020 at 10:52 AM UTC
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