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Feathers at the altar roses draw near my cage
Flamable is love, its scent has no age
I fear not flying but remaining at this stage.
I ponder about the joy of escaping feels like but I still remain the same.
A perpetual moonlight filled with stars, dreams and hopes.
I want to escape and be with you buy my heart is vain
Laconic i am with you in sight, never able to scatter light on...
Thursday 16th March 2017 10:30 am
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