Here's a poem:
floating to the feathers
by CA Craig
floating to the feathers
caught in a morning daylight
im the fog in the waves
breathing in the crooked houses
i am the rust in the strands
used for the seams of your mapping stitches
i cant wake up to your long long ago
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