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Ren Sturgis Dec 2021
Twirling and whirling
an understanding entanglement.
Back to back our eyes never once meet.
I tell their story through my lens
they agree.

The music flows
our bodies move mindlessly
one.
Energy radiates weaving itself through our spirits.
The music spins out
the story comes to an end.
It seems as if our meeting is done
this dance is just the beginning.
Inspired by Fangs + Flowers
A workshop led by Moonyeka and Dexxy
Rachael Taylor Apr 2016
Large wings,
Constant mischievous smirk
He fell from the sky
Blurred in shades of red
A war between winged humans
And 9 tailed foxes
Bones snapping,
Metal clashing,
Wings flapping,
Fangs baring
The enemies blood
Mercilessly slaughtering
One another
Proving their strength

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