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Oct 2017
Staring upward inside a starry sky,
I dream.
Dream I could be a bird
and gracefully fly.
That I could move from tree to tree celebrating with wind.

I would Strut my divine feathered form leaving them with little messages for people to find.
And then each evening,
I would fly to the highest tree
and send out a song of love.
I'd implanted each harmonized note
with light
to awaken mankind
inside love, compassion and peace.
Rock-a-bye, Rock-a bye!
Just sitting out in looking at the night sky.
Star BG
Written by
Star BG  66/F/New York
(66/F/New York)   
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     REY, stephanie burrows and Zero Nine
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