Raven Rasputin - Moss Colored Bed Sheets

Ah my feathered feet feel light
Against the morning canopy
It will all turn out all right
I've felt this way before

The air hangs calm
Like the wings of a lazy butterfly
Delicate
Almost like breaking
But I'm not worried about that right now

My mind slips to dreamscapes
It's how I escape
Sacred
Preserved
Often absurd
Mostly just healing
Like climbing a tree

Raven Rasputin

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