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Flying in Formation
Soar, my friends...
leave the grounded plain
Look for the answers
and take clear aim
Let nothing you…deter…
as you learn to persevere
I pray that you will find
answers and peace of mind
in the clouds and on this earth
as your souls enjoy rebirth
Friends...you are so dear
I would if I could...
send you a world of cheer
for...I too...seek
solace and peace
Let us hold hands against the
night
until we led each other into the
light...
© Faye Sizemore 3/25/2007
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