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Apr 2021
I fly above the wind, craving sweet peace.

It feels broad, free and ecstatic up here.

It’s a resplendent poetic vision called - life.

How can I describe the essence of radiant light, overflowing with splendour?

Penny Black ©
Penny Black Stories
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Penny Black Stories  F/Sicily
(F/Sicily)   
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     Mike Adam, ryn and Imran Islam
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