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Wings

Facing what I didn't know,
  the canyon ahead was wide

My bridge half built on doubt and fear
  with nowhere left to hide

Looking down I saw the past
  looking up all questions why

But straight ahead an Angel waits
  -with wings for me to fly

(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2018)


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