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Bruce A Dunlap Mar 2020
My Spirit floated far and wee
and became a part of every tree
and every hill and every grove
and every furrow and every dove

My Spirit floated far and wee
and came to rest within the sea
and rose again with the morning sun
my Spirit flowed out where the dolphin run

— The End —