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Post by moonwick on Jan 23, 2007 2:39:35 GMT -5
Your happiness lifted you like a kite. I watched you sail to high magnificence in the vast and radiant blue of the skies. Floating and gliding as if carried by wings, but no, it was something in the April air that upheld you. "How is the view from such great heights?" I called from far below. And you looked so lovely drifting that I couldn't let you go, but held it fast, that single string connecting you and me, like a child and a paper flying contraption. I look on with fascination and delight (on my tiptoes and grounded), grinning as you cut through uncharted skies. Will you wave to them for me?
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