Watch as the sky, so
ominous and bright
Thrust open its wings,
on shattered doorsteps!
Unquenched is this thirst
for magic divine,
that shadows dance, on
sleepless memories
Woken in silence,
she smiles on me now...
with an eye of grey
wisdom, she hides free.
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