I desire the ability to transform
To take to the sky or sea
Perhaps even the vast forests
As an untamed creature.
For I'm in need of reprieve
From life struggles
And live as a metamorph
Though it's an impossible feat
Would aid my mental clarity.
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LOST GIRLS
PoetryThose considering themselves lost girls of society. Godesses of creation among men. Or nymphs of nature. These poems were written for you.
