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Aug 2013
She picks it up and cradles it;
Not a second thought.
The perfect harmony of the feeling of nothing
Tightly embraces her.
Makes her feel at peace.
She enjoys the simplicity of the unseasonably warm winter breeze.
It whispers:
                "I can; I am; I will."
Caitlin Skye
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Caitlin Skye  Australia
(Australia)   
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