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Soon A
feather light touch, caressing my palm. I wonder if you know your faith? Without a sound you explore your new found world. Spreading
beauty where ever you go... So much joy you will spread, and you don't even know it. I
wish I could have spent every minute of your precious time with you, An amazing creature you are. Too soon... so little time... You're gone now... Your colorful
wings have lost their magical dust. Fly
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