#580 — Heights;

Sweep me,
On your wings,
O breeze,
To the heights,
Where rain is abundant,
Where clouds meet,
And melt in mid-sky.

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#545 — Surrender;

Do you remember,
Carrying me on your wings,
To the moon?
Do you remember,
Counting one …. two … and
Pushing me from above,
And my fading voice,
As I fell into the ocean below,
And drowned?

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