Written by Emily Harstone | October 3, 2016
A feather from Heaven floated down
She relaxed when she perspired evil.
Transcendental change swirling in the moonlight.
He walked away as they burned.
Swirling mists unveiled its human form.
Seeing something doesn’t mean comprehending it!
Images projected on a misty cloud.
I had to escape Nibiru.
“Don’t inhale” they said laughing foolishly.
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A feather from Heaven floated down
She relaxed when she perspired evil.
Transcendental change swirling in the moonlight.
He walked away as they burned.
Swirling mists unveiled its human form.
Seeing something doesn’t mean comprehending it!
Images projected on a misty cloud.
I had to escape Nibiru.
“Don’t inhale” they said laughing foolishly.