She came out of a shadow on the bedroom wall.
Phem men-ing
pheel ings,
phore-tellings,
wings under her pearlescent feet
raven hair swirling about her face.
You cannot see her face,
but there is a face within her face,
and you can see, it emerges and disappears,
eyes cannot catch sight of it, but
you recognize a similitude of yourself.
Aghast you deny any mote of...
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