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she flies

in this
plush setting,
she sang
and
the morning
rose with
her voice,
like
a load
of light,
her soul
hungry,
she
lifts herself
into the
absolute air,
for
frantic breath
and she
is
driven away.
Written by wolfatthedoor1966
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