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Aug 2017
Emotional control



I fly high sometimes against the ever changing breeze

I swoop so low to rest my burning wings

I can see so much amongst the greenest trees

It just calms me enough so that my eyes can see

I reach far beyond the clouds for fortune brings

I can't help it because I have the strongest soulful feelings

My mind controls that which hopes eternal does not sing

My head is strong enough to keep what's really like a circular ring

I fly so high so high till another sunshine comes to settle all these things
Peter Kiggin
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Peter Kiggin  44/M/Wigan
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