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Jul 2016
I saw a spirit dancing
Through the wild grass prancing
Thus she danced all day
In the sunny rays

Till the moon rose new
And night around us grew
She pointed to the sky
I felt my spirit fly

Soaring hand in hand
We zoomed over the land
She winked and disappeared
The angel I revered

I had grown quite fond
Of our divine bond
It kindles in my heart
And lives again in art

Where faith and fire dwell
Peace and love do well
So to my spirit I pray
Lest I go astray.
Megan Sherman
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Megan Sherman
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