Clustered, cloistered fears innervate me,
wings tucked between legs
afire, chrysalis bursting, prodding me
to fly - or I shall die.
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Clustered, cloistered fears innervate me, wings tucked between legs afire, chrysalis bursting, prodding me to fly - or I shall die. A contest entry
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