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Feb 2016
With a smile you ask,
"Darling, do you see the ant on my hand?"
   Yes dear
"Darling, do you see the bright sun and the blue sky?
   Yes dear
"Darling, do you see the sky? The birds and the planes"
   Yes dear
But I don't see.
I see the nurse and the drip on her hand,
the blinding LEDs and ****** blue curtain.
I see the hills of untouched food and the mountain of meds.
But I smile knowing that you can only see the sky.
Flying Away
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Flying Away  England
(England)   
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