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They were only Airplanes

I was a little girl once

lying back down on a scratchy old blanket

wishing on stars and listening

to coyotes howl at the moon.

Sometimes it's hard to know the difference

between a wish and a prayer

a hope and a dream

between life and loss.

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maxine-flynn

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Published: Jul 24, 2010
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