you sit there apart from the world hiding your forbidden thoughts restraining them for a time when you can release them into the air to flutter with gentle wings that whisper your secret to the one whom it belongs. will it ever be? questions consume the wings become ethereal and boundaries amass a nebulous silhouette welcomes itself upon the pathway they cannot reach the chosen one the fluttering begins to wane now the murky colors begin to fade

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