I stand upon a rocky rise,
silhouetted against a starry sky.
She is shining light.
She is flying without wings.
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Mysterious,the way it should be
I had to read several of your poems before i felt adequate enough to comment.Your words intrigue me,even though i have no idea how to interpret them.You will hear from me again.......that last line scared me so i had to write another one which now makes this one the last one.
rhetorica
October 16
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