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like things with wings
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Hyacinth garden chilly autumn moonlit beauty
tell me where you fly tonight
transform might into meaning’
darkness becomes invisible
share our common dreams
those dreams of flying
to the tops of mountains
in a struggle to stay aloft
without remorse
gales blow with perforce
of course
the wind, it echoes
hear the silent sound it brings
softly muffled like things with wings
Very pretty.