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Aug 2014
lives are lost
while more are born
rainbows appear
and
lights explode
the air is sweet
and
angels fly all around
birds sing
and
the grass is green
while
the trees all speak
my fantasy will come alive
and
my death shall be as sweet as
honey.
Cassandra Nicole Pelkey
Written by
Cassandra Nicole Pelkey  Ottawa
(Ottawa)   
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