I love that line, 'Beguiled by the wings and false swings.' I see this poem as a metaphor for the counterfeit. You think there is light there...but if you look closer it doesn't burn and it disappears... Well done.
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I love that line, 'Beguiled by the wings and false swings.' I see this poem as a metaphor for the counterfeit. You think there is light there...but if you look closer it doesn't burn and it disappears... Well done.