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A Leap of Faith*

I find myself atop a hill
Watching the pastures down below.
Wondering how my spirit has brome so ill
It must be my time to let go.
 
I turn and face the plummeting edge
Thinking of where it may end.
Suddenly I find myself upon the ledge
And say goodbye to my dear friend.
 
I take a leap of faith into the air
And find so much more.
As the wind flies softly through my hair
I spread my wings and soar.

(2015)

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