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Fly Away, Bird
The swish of heaven glimpsed
beneath in girl's Winter
eyes — this solo bird, she's
large seen by blue. She
beats me, with her song —
memory streaks the air
childhood, womanhood
with her song, she beats
on me.
I also have wings,
heartbeats. Beneath
my ruin, feathers.
We chase feathers —
The bird say
Winter's shadow where
branches once spoke
her tongue —
she never lifts off gently —
she's never flying easy —
such is intensity
fly away —
Copyright ©
Paige Hind
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