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Rising
Rising

Rising

Mitzi1776Mitzi Danielson-Kaslik

The air rises with my breath

And my soul has followed,

Lifted high above this town,

High above woe and melancholy

To a place somewhere between

The enchantment of dreams

And the realism of existence

I am in a place between the

Dawn clouds and the midnight

Stars and I feel that all is possible

So, pray, hold me down so that

I don’t whisk away to oblivion,

So I do not rise up away from you

Don’t you see, I need you too?

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Mitzi1776
Mitzi Danielson-Kaslik
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Posted
9 Dec, 2021
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