thirty five

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chapter thirty five


Her voice cascaded around the trees

like a dove on a starry night

It was comforted by the breeze

that arrived before the light

Her song gathered around the roses

like a thorn willing to fight

as it gracefully poses

and sets the world alight

her soul flew over the clouds

with her body in flight

it blew where no one was allowed

and break she might

But nobody told her

the thorns wouldn't bite

as she took a step closer

and flew for her life.

— ; a.m

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