My body cracks like an egg
And falls apart like an ebb
However it may be, my soul
Soar through the sound of bells
Wings with trails of spells
And then lifts through the sky
I see the world as it is:
An eternal breath of catharsis.
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MatPie (
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Comments2
This poem speaks as if from another world. It holds power in a breath. A fave
A sense of being spoken to by someone from a different universe, an interesting and enjoyable read
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