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by Raven

I had a dream that I could fly.

I soared up on wings made of paper

and feathers of ink,

and sky-wheeled with eagles and doves.

They saw me for a fraud

but embraced me all the same,

 

until I woke up,

and fell from the sky.

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Thursday 27th September 2018 11:08 pm

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