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Nov 2012
My heart trembles
As I stand above the air
Floating
Soaring
No words to describe the impossible
The sun in my reach
The moon lays hidden
But I can feel it
A wingless bird
Flying higher than the rest
My dreams in pursuit
So close to my fingertips
So tangible
I'm breathing in the possible
That line that had been drawn
Was being crossed
All my hope regained
That had been lost
Encircled in the clouds
Smelled of opportunity
Katlyn Orthman
Written by
Katlyn Orthman  21/F/Minnesota
(21/F/Minnesota)   
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