Translucent Wings
This paradox of flesh and spirit...
One being bright as the other dark
Withering it's flower aneath celestial's sun
Ageless, her renewing amid timeless waters
Metaphoric streams a cocoon, she waits ?
Restless these dreams to escape yes, to fly away.
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