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Apr 2016
Be the dawn,
The eyes of the birds,
Be their morning hymns.
And from the aspen,
Purest gold,
Give the breeze your wings.
Nic Evennett
Written by
Nic Evennett  Kent, UK
(Kent, UK)   
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