blossomed wings arched in brilliant light
goresome sight of one grand flight
three wings one pair
zero feathers none the nightmare
everything comes at once, nothing can be seen
let me know in advance, anything so keen
withered wings wet with wild wind
pierced petals pruning, pinned
i'm not out of my mind
but there is something that i've yet to find
create, animate and evolve
excavate, advocate and dissolve
what am i missing where have i not gone
when will i be finding just what all went wrong?
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