Night Whispers

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Upon the feathers of a winged beast

In search of prey in which to feast;

 

Witnessing falconry through tear-stained orbs,

Cloaked in a veil to all the world;

 

I whisper a prayer for this insanity to end.

This loathsome trepidation that has now become my friend.

 

I crave placidity, yet deny its right.

My only wish is to triumph tonight.

 

 

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