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Wrapped —
grays and mists of color in the infancy of morning
waiting for the chill to burn off in the rising of the sun
this is our respite before we choose to bloom
a place where opportunity is undiscovered
where we know our courage and fragility
and the world relents to your virtue
and I spend those last few moments of quiet
tracing the space where your would-be wings should reside