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“It’s almost time,” the Angel said Last image dancing, in my head “The gate unlocked, the pearls alive” Both wings she opened, time proscribed “Just one look back,” I asked in vain “All past is gone,” her voice proclaimed “Your place awaits, all time rescinds My wings your gift, —now fly within” (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2017)
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Jun 9, 2017
Jun 9, 2017 at 11:04 AM UTC
Now Fly Within
“It’s almost time,” the Angel said Last image dancing, in my head “The gate unlocked, the pearls alive” Both wings she opened, time proscribed “Just one look back,” I asked in vain “All past is gone,” her voice proclaimed “Your place awaits, all time rescinds My wings your gift, —now fly within” (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2017)
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Jun 9, 2017
Jun 9, 2017 at 11:04 AM UTC
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