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Jul 2014
Soon,
I'll be soaring,
free
above
the conifers & elders,
the Nantahala waters
below
will glisten
against
the ancient rock
& free,
I'll be soaring,
soon.
Jonny Angel
Written by
Jonny Angel  GRB090423
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