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Flight

in front of me is the meadow, hundreds of tiny birds are in the grass… i enter into the sunlight – everything around me takes flight.

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Flock

a flock of shadows flies across the the grass in front of my footsteps. I look up, but the brightness hides the truth of their wings. Even without a cave, i am shackled, yet led to share the story.

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