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I chased fleeting glimpses of dreams,
Picking my way through plumage.
With man-made wings of wax and feathers,
I cast myself from a cliff.
I flew for a moment..
But was left with broken bones.
DelicateDella
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- | Submitted on 10/30/2012 |
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- Title: Hope
- Artist: DelicateDella
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- Date: 10/30/2012
- Tags: hope
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