Wrapped in a four-leaf clover, she lay me down on a field of petals.
Though I lay still,
I felt my heart soar
Through the clouds above.
I envisioned a red bird with wings outstretched
Gliding through the blue sky.
On that day it was hard to recall the snake that had drug me down just a short time ago.
It was hard to imagine the tightened ribcage, the deadened eyes,
The weight of the world on my chest.
Today I danced on the wings of an angel.
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