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May 2018
The single thing I've been chasing for as long as I can remember.
Perched Gracefully upon my fingertips,
Only to fly away.

Leaving me on to watch enviously at its untouchable beauty, not knowing If I'll ever see it again.

One can only Hope.
Peace.

~Robert van Lingen
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Robert van Lingen  30/M/Anywhere But Here
(30/M/Anywhere But Here)   
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