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Once upon a time, there lived a little girl. More than anything in the whole wide world, this little girl wanted to be loved. She searched many, many foreign places for love. She kissed many toads for love. She loved and she loved and she loved. The more she loved, the harder it became. Her tiny little heart was fading. Layers and layers of molten skin were binding her. Finally, the little girl exploded. She began lashing out at everything and everyone in sight. Bolts of lightning were striking all she touched and did not touch. She began to spin out of control. As she spun, rings and rings were spinning off of her painting the earth. Many colors began flying throughout the air. Suddenly, she was naked. She looked into the water and there, she found her love. Now, to find the prince…

Thursday, August 29, 2013

Strength of a Wing

 
 
Strength of a wing
magically transports
a being's imagination
to flying free
 
Free to be
no limits
artistically
moved
by the thoughts
of flying free
 
Strength of a wing
so gently placed
reminding one
of a time not forbidden
 
A time where only
love exists
a time where no one is judged
a time where
all is good
 
Strength of a wing
brings courage and confidence
gratefulness and  thoughtlessness
Strength of a wing
Brings love
 
Strength of a wing
rising above
ego
 
Only seeing
being
defining
love
 
 
 
 
 

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