The Art OF Flying
I am a dragonflybutterfly
a cone in the dog's mouth
I always wanted to
be higher than dreams
dark glasses
birds insects
everything becomes one
as air
and light
in dead space
back home
unnoticed
Poetry by Anna Banasiak
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Written on 2019-08-29 at 16:04




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