Feathers

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Feathers

Spread left to right

A whisper of brushes

Against the cool and starless sky

Soaring

Over the fields and hilltops, fly

While the fast wind rushes

With frigid bite

Weather

A curse at night

When the day-song hushes

Bidding the sun and clouds good-bye

Warring

Caught between truth and sleepless lie

Out the darkness, flushes

A hopeless fight

Tethered

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