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Jun 2016
I am free, I will shout from rooftops,
I will dance on the clouds in the sky,
I hop, I skip, I twirl about,
“Now at last I can die!”

I leap onto stars in graceful flight,
I now have tiny, little lights to give,
I bathe in sun on warm summer days,
“Now at last I can live!”
Lucy Jane Emerson
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Lucy Jane Emerson  Las Vegas
(Las Vegas)   
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