Wet Wings Drying

Wet wings are drying

Someone should learn this scene

Ready hearts

Steady chatter

Listen as the cicada sings


The wind refuse to blow

While the laughter quietly leaves

Eaten by the eyes of the people

Peeling away a spirit at the seams


Break apart as it breaks the box

Not one of these souls hold to dreams

They instead claw at hope

Resting their woes inside of Keys
By Keota Picou

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Who is the teacher?

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​I came to dance. To channel. To spread love. To heal. To learn. To teach. Every teacher is a student. In life you are always learning. Especially about yourself. Every student is a teacher. Some people bury their lessons deep in their minds. When they’re ready, they acknowledge it. There is always something to learn. There is always a reason to show love. #peacock #peafowl #love #learning #light #dance #teaching 

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