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Flying High

Always flying in the sky, in my dreams
or just a thought, I fly so high I cannot
think of nothing but a kiss away from
God's sweet face.

Flying high is what I do best, I collect
all my words I write, from the deep
blue yonder, creeping into me from
every direction.

It is so true when I say I do not think
of words I write, words are written in
the fluffy clouds I pass in grace.

In the clouds I fly everyday I carry my
giant envelope of white, carefully putting
each word tucked safely away, for the
time inspiration comes a knocking.'

(Thank you Lord for my wings so white)

By Derena
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