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[bodytext] => In a swirling myriad of colour and emotion she flew. Arms flung out at her sides. Pale hair soaring in the breeze A soft hum in the echo of the night. Unbound from deep inside, Turning rapidly to a scream. Her colour, Her vibrancy, Speaks to the mind like a shadowy mystery Hidden by the light of a thousand candles. In her beauty she is lost Plunging from the skies in a fit of impatience with the earth from the unknown of above she falls Landing in the dark Surrounded now not by clouds, But by filth, By destitution. Her decision has been made. This is how it shall remain. Until the day comes When light can break through the hazy smog And time can repair the damage that is done. In a flattened heap of dirt and lies she kneels. Arms limp at her sides Hair matted at the crown. Just waiting for the day to come. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 168 [topic] => 14 [informant] => UrbanFlower [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DreamsandWishes )
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