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| Photo from TS Poetry Press, Everyday Poems
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And if I reach just far enough
to touch your wings
I will fly
Give me the berth of sky
to dream on,
a slip where I will conjure
my next crossing
I will close my eyes,
absolving this sack of its trappings
so freely given here,
and with both hands free
I will soar
in the tenderness of clemency
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