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She tiptoes through the woods like a pilgrim through a cathedral The great wooden pillars meet above in leafy arcs Dappled light dances across the mossy carpet The brightest sunspot, Swirling and swaying in the rhythm Her wide eyes close to take deep breaths Only to have them stolen away on the breeze I watch in a dream and she turns, Eyes stormy with a smile playing at her lips
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Jun 23, 2014
Jun 23, 2014 at 3:27 PM UTC
Forest Girl
She tiptoes through the woods like a pilgrim through a cathedral The great wooden pillars meet above in leafy arcs Dappled light dances across the mossy carpet The brightest sunspot, Swirling and swaying in the rhythm Her wide eyes close to take deep breaths Only to have them stolen away on the breeze I watch in a dream and she turns, Eyes stormy with a smile playing at her lips
Not sure how much I like this one. I think the images are nice but the lack of structure goes against my grain, though maybe that's the point.
will-justus
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Jun 23, 2014
Jun 23, 2014 at 3:27 PM UTC
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