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Back then I thought the letter you sent was nothing more than a kiss off but today twenty years later sitting on Art Hill ignoring your ghost down at the edge of the pond and loving and understanding the words you once wrote Art soul and appreciation I am knowing that this revelation didn't didn't come with age or through prayer which begat wisdom but  from just watching these balloons launch and soar higher and higher butting up against the blue sky and almost breaking through to the heavens
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Sep 20, 2018
Sep 20, 2018 at 2:36 AM UTC
The balloon launch at Art Hill
Back then I thought the letter you sent was nothing more than a kiss off but today twenty years later sitting on Art Hill ignoring your ghost down at the edge of the pond and loving and understanding the words you once wrote Art soul and appreciation I am knowing that this revelation didn't didn't come with age or through prayer which begat wisdom but  from just watching these balloons launch and soar higher and higher butting up against the blue sky and almost breaking through to the heavens
WhitHowland
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Sep 20, 2018
Sep 20, 2018 at 2:36 AM UTC
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