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Aug 2016
I see birds overhead.
Flying free.
Once again.
So many!
With white-tipped wings.
In the wind.
And I am reminded...
that God is setting me free.
From slavery.
I am flying free.
More every day.
And someday...
I will be free.
Completely.
The Faithful Dreamer
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The Faithful Dreamer  Canada
(Canada)   
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