⠀
THE WINGED
BEING ON THE
HILL.

a boy is formed at
midnight with wings
as white as milk

his smile as bright as
moonlight, his voice as
smooth as silk

atop the hill beside
the willow, the being
did reside

but then one day his
song was heard &
feelings stirred inside

the village boy brought
flowers & filled their
nights with joy

and oh, how the being
did flourish for the
heart of the village
boy.

⠀

♡
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OH ! POOR VILLAGE BOY
HOW FOOLISH YOU ARE !

⠀
MUTUALISM.
taegguk

written by
ANGELISMS in
2018

pls don't be a
ghost reader bc i
am starving for
attention x

lowercase
intended.

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