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We fly by night, watch by day,
as gulls mirror ocean currents in the air
storms brewing in red eyes,
Thunder in their calls
Throw the crumbs I stole,
fill the sky with the
earth’s abundance that I took in my hands
on that seventh day we rested
I left you for a promise
and now your memory remains as
salt spray mingled with vanilla ice,
tasteless on my tongue and
forgotten to my soul,
so all I have is a thousand feathers
in my head
Still you sit,
waiting for what I cannot stay for,
I must go on to the
waking of tomorrow
Until the break of dawn,
fly, fly
as gulls mirror ocean currents in the air
storms brewing in red eyes,
Thunder in their calls
Throw the crumbs I stole,
fill the sky with the
earth’s abundance that I took in my hands
on that seventh day we rested
I left you for a promise
and now your memory remains as
salt spray mingled with vanilla ice,
tasteless on my tongue and
forgotten to my soul,
so all I have is a thousand feathers
in my head
Still you sit,
waiting for what I cannot stay for,
I must go on to the
waking of tomorrow
Until the break of dawn,
fly, fly
This is in its first draft, so any comments are most welcome.
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beautiful.