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1. The Swan.

"We all know the story. Virginal girl, pure and sweet, trapped in the body of a swan. She desires freedom but only true love can break the spell. Her wish is nearly granted in the form of a prince, but before he can declare his love her lustful twin, the black swan, tricks and seduces him. Devastated the white swan leaps of a cliff killing herself and, in death, finds freedom."

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White, purity, melting with delicacy.

You're a poem. You're love. You're air.

Air that's caressing your feathers. 

Now a violin.

You're dessesperation. You're ballet.

And now, you're dancing. You're art. 
Everybody lead their eyes on you. 

Now you're just a object. You're gold. 
You're perfection

I?

Drums echoing in you're head

And faint.

Now a crecendo. You're the orquestra.

Enormous drums fussing your head.

Now you're silence.

Now you're serene.

And once again, you're pure. You're love.

You're music.

But this time,

a black swan.

2. The Owl.

"We learned to be patient observers like the owl.
The wailing owl screams solitary to the mournful moon."  intj 

So, you're the owl. 

Looking at the moon. Brigth dark eyes. Who watch. You're notthing but cold. Your body is cover with snow. Acumen.
Nothing but judgement. So, now you're old. You've always been old,  since I remember. Death doesn't come to you. Death won't come to you. You're truth. Eternal eyes. Will watch. Will see.

3. The raven.

“’Oh, dear friend, give me something to eat, and I will help you in your utmost need,’ said the raven.”   infp

Black and grey.

You're nothing but blur.

You're everything that is left

when flowers and beauty are gone.

You're the estruendo

a single violin

out of tune

You're nothing but disturbance.

Crooked heart

of a navy's soldier.

veil of annoyance

discerned

and foresse.

Honestly, I see myself as a swan. A orquestra. A ballet. Dealing with crecendos. I would be pleased if you could think about what you've read and put in the comments what is the eneotype you identify the most. I find it, really intersting. Faithfully, Sylwia.