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I glimpse something fleeting On the stage behind your eyes A dancer leaping from wing to wing Sure footed in one motion Yet stumbling into the next The corners of your lips flutter Butterflies ready to take flight Held hostage in your nets Sitting in wait of their freedom Yearning to show their colors ©KNL
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Oct 12, 2021
Oct 12, 2021 at 4:04 AM UTC
Fata Organa
I glimpse something fleeting On the stage behind your eyes A dancer leaping from wing to wing Sure footed in one motion Yet stumbling into the next The corners of your lips flutter Butterflies ready to take flight Held hostage in your nets Sitting in wait of their freedom Yearning to show their colors ©KNL
fata organa (n.) a flash of real emotion glimpsed in someone sitting across from you From the Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows
#feeling#feelings#thoughts#colors#life#flight#freedom
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30/F/Washington, US
Oct 12, 2021
Oct 12, 2021 at 4:04 AM UTC
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