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Peacock
Those sage eyes
disguised in the swirls
of midnight blue
that twirls
around with the dance
of the night
With the celebration
shook with fright
The defensive glare
dozens of eyes
staring in my soul
hoping I will fly
and go away
leaving them in peace
it was only one warrior
disguised as many
disguised in the swirls
of midnight blue
that twirls
around with the dance
of the night
With the celebration
shook with fright
The defensive glare
dozens of eyes
staring in my soul
hoping I will fly
and go away
leaving them in peace
it was only one warrior
disguised as many
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