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May 2015
Birds of a feather flock together
but what if a feather flies free?
Once protection,
now apart from the mosaic that aided in
colored flight.
The strong spine will tear away
and tickle trembling evergreens.
Perhaps settle upon the shimmering indigo,
the surface of an accepting sea.
A hidden intuition emerging,
embraced with faith endlessly.
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