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Turtle : Dove

if I had wings to fold around myself
instead of only callouses and bone
I could rise above
what calamity may come
but since I cannot fly I must withstand
and learn to be the weathered rock I am

Turtle : Dove

if I had wings to fold around myself
instead of only callouses and bone
I could rise above
what calamity may come
but since I cannot fly I must withstand
and learn to be the weathered rock I am

Morris Stegosaurus, 36

Seattle

 
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