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The colours of my dashing wings going pale and
stooping down, I’ll pick all the fallen feathers and
stitch them all one by one so I can fly again to
the heavens in the skies, like a bird set free
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Page: 181, chapter IV — Fading Hues
Except from Poem — Fading Hues
Book: THE CANTICLE OF THE RAINBOW
🎥 & words by @at_blue_hour
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