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Feb 2015
A bird soaring high in the air
The skies the limit beyond compare
The earth’s landscape seen below
A brisk breeze accompanying the flow
Yonder into the horizon I fly
No other bird flying as it is just I
The natural art of flight being no question
The wide blue skies
The clouds that make us think and understanding of wise
A bird’s world beyond the globe
The wonders of behold
The world with its own view
It’s the bird that truly knew.
preservationman
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preservationman  New York City
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   Ariel Baptista
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