Birds fly at night, blindfolded
wings gently row, darkness
has no perch then or now
sacred trees now scared
fabled wind scarred
peace is dove-corpse
gift wrapped, dream sandstorm
eden charred.
Birds fly at night
blindfolded....
wings gently row, darkness
has no perch then or now
sacred trees now scared
fabled wind scarred
peace is dove-corpse
gift wrapped, dream sandstorm
eden charred.
Birds fly at night
blindfolded....
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