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The prose at the end is my own:


No words, none. Gone, vanished and vaporized into the atmosphere. Worked their way out of my fingertips like musical notes until all that was left was a lost little melody reminiscent of days gone by. A riot against this heart, feel it against your chest, ba dum, ba dum, ba dum, a frantic fluttering of wings. Did you know that monarchs migrate in the winter? Brethren fallen like bittersweet, a sunset on the path of self-discovery and what have you learned, little one? Ranted and raved against sound proof glass. Bloody and bruised beyond reason.


Once upon a time she gave it all away and never wished for it back.

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Taken on March 18, 2008