Feather of GoldA Poem by LanaI always hoped a feather of gold Would land on my window For years I worked on magic With recipes as ancient As my will to live I had nothing to lose Only riches to gain But only living in pain Until one day Out of nowhere The feather danced in the wind Hesitating Weak But hoping To find me Who knew it would find me In the darkest deepest cave Of my wretched soul Healing me of any lost hope Feather of Gold
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