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a cream-colored feather floats,
drifting downward
beneath the clouds,
and unto the earth
the winds blow this way and that,
ruffling the feather
as it lands near a child
with bright, green eyes
and soft, blondish hair
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tempting
sleepybi0mes
Summary:
the devil danced, his hair a malicious red
and the angel simply gapedor, in which mao (a devil) and makoto (an angel) cross paths unexpectedly
also, it's poetry