Bird's-eye Viewby Cynthia Proctorinto cold fog though I feel no chill. I am lifted sailing tradewinds counter-clockwise on wings which are not my own. I have known their touch an inherent memory longing to awaken. I have felt their subtle peace strong and secure as they held my heart. It is here I find comfort in life after death. |
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