Alone for awhile removed from grave. A figure walks the earth bare in feet bare in soul. She walks struggling to know her soul, a glimmer a glance a perchance. Her wings flutter, some feathers missing some scarred and charred. Once mighty, fallen fast in the fate she lost the courage to speak, she walks with bare feet. When again will this beauty show her grace and return to her place.
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