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How far is now?
I'm riding in twilight
And murky rainclouds
Pinpricks of mist
Tingle my skin
And I'm back in my bubble
So I chose hope
I'm holding the beauty
I've witnessed before
The larks and the swallows
The kestrels and buttercups
My beautiful owl, floating
just on the edge
Of my knowing
And noticing her absence
Summons her presence
And that makes me smile
A robin sings in the mist
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