Hold me, one more time
For I knew not where I sail
“Catching the wind gently”
For I knew not where I fly
“Carrying a sense of liberty”
For I knew not the wings
“Blending in the scene perfectly”
Belong to me not in the infinite
Beyond mere existence I lie
Laying my ground calmly
For I knew not the strength
The hold of renewed trust;
Séance of an afternoon reminds.
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