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First of a 3-part series. Was a stand-alone, until I wrote pt2. |
| I remember the sky blue and sunlight surrounding me Up through moonbeams I now fly Gliding on leather wings Yet, I remember the sun and day's moving shadows now like a distant childhood dream dust and hollow whispers Up to the starlight I glide The night surrounding me Bright as sunlight to me I have forgotten the art of life Buried under blood-stained memory Buried under cold soil Shrouds of darkness surround me eternally Wind strains my leather wings Reaching for the moon Reaching out for what I will never touch ...life I used to be alive, but I can't remember... ~~November, 1997 |