Tattered wings in the night
seeking refuge from the cold
float on winds, and wisps of dreams
searching for nectar to fill their soul,
a flower in the night

just sputtering along…
their dream embraced in a song
tattered wings of the heart
broken but oh so strong
seeking the nectar of the night

lodged between the stars and moon
I saw their wings take flight
tattered wings in the night
found the nectar
hidden in moonbeams
and flowers of the night

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