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Through silky grass and waters blue Do the joints click into Shapes of knowing wing or bone Stretching, enchanted And nerve and vein hums, pulses An ancient tune between Breathless heaves The trembles of heartbeats For a simple reflex of a finger to lips
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Mar 18, 2017
Mar 18, 2017 at 6:02 PM UTC
The Transformation of Gwion Bach