A Fleeting Feather.

I am a guest in this blog,
A temporary and a fleeting one
More like a feather sprouted on the floor;
Difficult to sweep away, Clinging on you,
Making you sick
And wondering where did that come from?
I might leave when you let the window open
For the fierce wind to carry me somewhere unknown.
I might never come back
But dont forget to look back once in a while.
I might be tugged with you somewhere,
Feel the softness and blow me in the air,
I shall fleet leaving you with your starry eyes!

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