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Aug 2018
The wind picked up ,
for a moment I felt it was possible to fly .
As if I could stand up straighter and see the sky ,
almost.
Then I stepped down ,
onto the ground once again .
I felt you adjust my vision ,
kiss my forehead ,
and leave .
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Hurricane  18/F/England
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