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Dress to match the sky

But with nowhere to fly

She wanders spiritless and dark 

Eyes stripped of a fiery spark  

Into dreamland she has flown  

Into a Paracosm of her own 

A floating orb of light and air 

Blowing in the breeze like locks of hair 

Hand in hand for the blink of an eye 

Before she drops from the illusive sky 


Poem: Talia Masala

Photographer: Talia Masala

Dancers: Izabel Seitz & Gryffin Toavs

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