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Floating in the silver breeze.
A sherbet sky glistened upon her wings
A fairy lass so small and sweet floats without a cease
Bending grass and trees
Awakening flowers from the freeze
Before ink spat from my pen...
It was like a life with no love,a heartbeat with no blood,yet it came to me slapping!Yelling!Beating!Tearing my ears open with suchfreedom.