ALL FEATHERS WERE WORDS
is a bridge
between
souls
like a
rainbow
curving
from
desert to
rainland.
I saw it
through my
window...
suddenly I got
colourful wings;
in that all
feathers
were words.
Poetry by anoop.m.r
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Written 2008-03-27 kl 12:34
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