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Created on: April 16, 2008
Of Birds and Kites
happy and free
the wind holds me
buoyant
arms spread wide,
carry me up high
floating
let me feel
your tight embrace
one last time-
let me be
of birds and kites
just for the moment.
(To my beloved Lola Terya)
S.C.S
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