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The winged horse of the apocalypse

Awakening poem   Images speak to the eyes, They tell what mine sees And these aren't lies...     If I could express how I feel today, It would be like this, A winged horse of the Apocalypse,     Stripped off the flesh, nothing but bones One thing to say : Carrying my wings,… Lees verder The winged horse of the apocalypse