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Misty rays of light welcomes me home
Golden moon-bow encircles to comfort in confidence A chill in the air A dance of my own dare Bright she shines Her eyes half open, Guiding away from fright welcomed home by misty light The destination is far though the distance is short. Walls keep pinning while the strain keeps tripping. This ride turns flipping on these circles spinning. - Alethea Devary, 2012 |
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