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Blind Flight

 
Our blood pulsed in each other's veins,
and we breathed in the sunrise.

The forest spun, branches blazing,
wings alight with every phoenix cry.

I was your re-birth, and you mine,
baptised in burning entwinement.

Today, my knees are cut, my ribs cracked.
The sight of your back tastes like ashes.

Written by Tristique
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