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Oct 2015
I WISH I COULD SOAR LIKE AN EAGLE ABOVE ALL TURMOIL AND NEVER HAVE TO COME DOWN INTO THE VALLEY. THE EAGLE ALSO HAS TO HUNT IN THE VALLEY TO CATCH HIS PREY BUT HE SOON RETURNS TO HIS AERIE AND CHICKS TO STAY.
FLYING AND WATCHING FROM ABOVE USING THE PRECISION OF THE EAGLE’S EYE I WISH I COULD PREVENT TRAGEDY AND FEEL ON TOP OF THE WORLD CONSTANTLY; FREE OF CARE, OUT OF REACH OF ANY DANGER AND ENMITY.
ALAS AS THE EAGLE I NEED TO FEED AND SURVIVE WHERE THE GOODS ARE AVAILABLE IN THE VALLEY OF OUR SOCIETY.
SO I FEIGN FOR A WHILE TO BELONG AND I PLAY ACCORDING TO OUR RULES AND WHEN TIRED AND WEARY I NEED TO FLY AWAY TO SOOTHE MY WOES. AND LIKE THE EAGLE RENEWING HIS FEATHERS AND YOUTH I WILL DIVE INTO THE OCEAN TO RENEW MY VIGOR AND GET RID OF MY BLUES.
I WISH I COULD SOAR LIKE AN EAGLE ABOVE ALL TURMOIL AND NEVER HAVE TO COME DOWN INTO THE VALLEY.
Rita Anna Thompson
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Rita Anna Thompson  F/United States
(F/United States)   
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