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About This Author
A changeling spirit,
constantly evolving,
revolving around an inner core,
spinning forth legend and lore,
stories and lives
as I come to grips
with who and what I am,
have been and may be.
I am a phoenix:
rising ever above and beyond!
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Just dawn. Sun
isn't officially up yet--
hardly matters
as it is hiding
behind a densely clouded
sky. Back yard pines
silhouetted in not green
but darkened grey
against pale grey clouds.
Colorless. Stark.
Beautiful.
It is the knowing that
the colors are there
even if I can't see them
just now.
Just like
sometimes
it is the knowing
when you see people
and know what you are seeing
isn't all of them.
Given the right conditions,
people just
silhouetted against
neighborhood
backgrounds at dawn.
Smiles, flashes of white,
in a greyed-out world
just waiting.
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