Talons

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I was an eagle that soared

Over my peers in my free time

Arms outstretched

Craving clouds and warm rays

Over some forgotten canyon

Until the bell rang

Then I was an eagle that watched

Over my peers

Arms folded

Hoping that no one would mess up

That everything would be ok

Until a trip was over

After that I was an eagle that sheltered

Away from my peers

Against the wind and possible threats

Arms shaking

Not wanting to take responsibilities

For everyone else’s choices

Now I am an eagle that chooses battles

Wisely and selected carefully

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A poet that loves to express herself through pretty words and the occasional spooky tale 🌲☁️

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Erika Fischer-Laine

Erika Fischer-Laine

A poet that loves to express herself through pretty words and the occasional spooky tale 🌲☁️

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