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May 13, 2016

Raphael

Red wings
Wrapped around
My frail body
Beating
Time
Time
Inarticulate time
I can't
I won't
There is this part of me that is so...

Much...

Gasping
Because that is all you can do with it, really

Pale skin
Otherworldly
And yet...

So familiar

Red feathers.

Red feathers showering my pillow

Encasing me in crystal light...

They were ravishing.

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