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Poetry News Post #750

Souls...angels...lifting...it's ambiguous, make it what you feel it to be.

Written by: High Prince of Ulangi, Nighty Nightshadow Thalion, Aren's Amour
Date: Wednesday, January 28th, 2004
Addressed to: Everyone


An aspiration
The outerworldy feeling
Of being
Thrown
Ascending into an all-encompassing
Nothingness
An invisible hold of unflinching
Binds
Easing your frame onto
The unwelcoming ground.
---
Dizziness as the earth spins...
Or is it truly you, not keeping up with earth?
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To fly is to soar
Come, angels, bereave us of this pavement.
---
Ten interlocked
Flameless rockets
Lift me to my new form.
---
Blessed is he who flies with angels, for all his dreams are realized.
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Catch me when I fall
I know it's pointless
To even try
And save
Myself.
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Ethereal wings of noiseless existance hold so much more than those of
iron or steel.
Dreams.

-High Prince of Ulangi, Nighty Nightshadow Kal'Adun-Thalion

Dedicated to my very own angel, while he's not always one... Aren 🙂

Penned by my hand on the 22nd of Chakros, in the year 120 MA.


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