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Feb 2013
If the sky was a swan,
Each whispering cloud
That sat on its breast
Would be the thousands
Of feathered wishes
Of those down below,
The thousands of hearts
Sending pure intentions
And deep-felt longings
Up where they collect
Into ribbons of light,
Representing the best side
Of all of us.

© 2/27-28/13
Just a small thought for you today.
Michelle
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Michelle
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