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Wings Of Sorrow

I come to you from the subconscious whispers of your mind...

Look deeper than the surface reflection if it's me you wish to find.

I, my dear am something you thought you may have seen...

Someplace...once upon a time...possibly in a childhood dream.

I can see the invisible river of tears that streams down your face...

such intense sorrow that comes from this horrid place.

You live an illusion where men believe only in tangible things...

Why, my dear one can you not see your hidden wings?

Written by Solaris