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Silver ferns grow in a meadow of furiously bright flora, Cosmos, Freesia, Roses of red and white, Grow freely, Wild below the pristine marble pedestal sitting center the clearing, Within, A, Delicately wound cage calmly sits a equally small bird, Breathing in the sweetness of the meadow, Fluttering peacefully, Their talons rest atop the door, Of, Its Gilded Cage.
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Jan 13, 2021
Jan 13, 2021 at 3:26 AM UTC
The Bird of Peace
Silver ferns grow in a meadow of furiously bright flora, Cosmos, Freesia, Roses of red and white, Grow freely, Wild below the pristine marble pedestal sitting center the clearing, Within, A, Delicately wound cage calmly sits a equally small bird, Breathing in the sweetness of the meadow, Fluttering peacefully, Their talons rest atop the door, Of, Its Gilded Cage.
The First installment of my "The Dove" Collection. Constructive Feedback is always Appreciated and very much welcome.
TheIronPoet
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24/Two-Spirit/Connecticut, US
Jan 13, 2021
Jan 13, 2021 at 3:26 AM UTC
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