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      I Become 
 
  I feel like dancing with the cool wind as it travels with the force of a gentle morning kiss I want to feel each blade of grass and the morning dew between my toes as I sway to its rhythm I want to be as beautiful as the first ray of morning light that paints the world the colors of promise so when I dance with the wind I become hope  | 
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      Hi Mig 
 
  Happy Holidays bro ! Nice write   
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     Hi Mig Happy Holidays bro ! Nice write   
Happy Holidays . . . how are things going?  | 
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      An absolutely wonderful read  
    
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      Wow Mig..You still got it going on..Nice to come back for a spell and read you again...Beautiful words as always..
     
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