Sonnet

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{this gave me a headache}



Wings on the clouds is like a new-found world

Light breeze blows off the ocean into night

Night light breeze blows through my wings, loose feathers twirled

Feathers fall into sparkling ocean moonlight


Breeze carries falling feathers in flight

Landing softly on waves, carried gently

Feathers moving swiftly through the soft light

In motion toward unknown flight, intently


Over the calm ocean toward the land

Where it land at the surf to lay and rest

Bird came to the feather in the sand

The bird took feather and brought it to its nest


The small bird brough the feather to its corpse

Small animal that called a scorpes

©Showflair

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