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DRAGON LADY
DRAGON LADY
Long slim slender wings touch upon the upper skies.
The sky is a bluish purple that sparkles with a million stars as this is where the dragon lady lives.
She is all black and as graceful as an angel and as delicate as a butterfly.
At eighty-five thousand feet no one can touch her as she silently watches the earth below.
No guns or missiles threaten as...
Sunday 12th February 2012 3:16 pm
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