Bare knuckled feathers feint the past
where weathered tethers taint their caste.
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Bare knuckled feathers feint the past where weathered tethers taint their caste. Author notesPlease interpret the above as you see fit, I'd like to read your thoughts on what this might mean. A contest entry
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