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Sep 2015
kiss the earth with your feet,
let yourself be lighter than the air,
with never a mark made upon the soil -
not restricted by the bonds of the physical,
being luminous amidst the shadowed sphere,
no weight upon my brow,
no yoke upon my back,
upright,
i shall not be bowed -
that was a different me.
Bela Matyas Feher
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