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May 2018
Nature has its way of calling.
Sometime's its words are only picked up by our instincts.
To survive and become beautiful and more...
More than the caterpillar
However, no more than emerging as a Butterfly.
We fly in these creatively thought up layouts of sky and landscapes..
as freedom knows only truer beauty..
To accept our true and unhidden soul..
Let us flow upon the sweet winds
and fly to our futures of Sunshine and Details...
To a more detailed and artistic dignity.
Kevin Michael Kappler
Written by
Kevin Michael Kappler  Illinois
(Illinois)   
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