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Jan 2022
I remember being able to fly like a bird directly to the sun with no thought that it would burn me , being the dew on the lawn with no thought of evaporation,  the grain of the corn with no fear of harvest,  I've grown older now , no longer without fear , the fear I fear most now is daily in here ..
Written by
Gary burns  53/M/Scotland
(53/M/Scotland)   
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