the flute
has stopped its play-
i'm a feather
drifting in the hollow
of stillness
*****
nothing fades
in the mist forever
the world
with a faint pulse
resurfaces with the sun
has stopped its play-
i'm a feather
drifting in the hollow
of stillness
*****
nothing fades
in the mist forever
the world
with a faint pulse
resurfaces with the sun
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