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Apr 2014
They watch me, I feel them so
A gentle breeze whispers to me
Their angelic wings steer me there
To Where the light shines her spirit on tiny me
And awakened is my beating heart and expanded soul
Feeling exhilarated and belonging
To where I must be, This is my true calling and I accept most graciously
Grateful to arrive, To this my true home
Nameless
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Nameless  London
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