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May 2017
Flame of Peace, awaken me,
To touch you with my chilly hands,
To feel and invocate the light,
To spread to distant shores and sands,
And in that truth will soar, take flight,
Bobbing over eternity like spirit's kite.

I feel it, keeper of the flame,
That warmth upon my broken breast,
To keep it there for an eternity,
Would have me feeling and doing as my best,
A lightworker for infinity,
Heartbeams go from you to me.
Megan Sherman
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