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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