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| Poetry - Night Wings |
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| Night Wings The owl flies Through pine filled night With dragons wings and occult sight. Sounds they echo Through suburb trees Flapping casts cool night's breeze. Flash of white Feathers bright Talons sharp in moonlit night. The owl returns To sights unseen Watching over dreamless dreams. |
| Poetry sole intellectual property of Misterie. Copyright 2003-2004. All rights reserved. |
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