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Feb 2011
If I had the silver cloth that could line your darkest cloud,

             I’d wrap you in it forever more and hold with all my might

          No stormy sky or gale force wind or black than blacker cloud

     Your heart would hurt, your flesh would wound...But even if it might,

       I would blow upon it with all my force down to my very last breath

            And up up you’d soar into the sky and fill it with your light;

             But alas, I have no cloth to spread or super human breath

        So tread carefully, my love, as you go towards the shimmery light
Sharleen Boaden
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