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COMING UP FOR AIR
Air surrounds me… weather warm and embracing or frigid, defacing. Mystifying flow: a whisper, a presence sharing time and space, an unseeing face, demonstration of grace. Haunting my dreams, howling through the trees, yet invigorating my soul, invitation, if you please. His Presence surrounds me. He finds me in the breeze; He speaks and I listen, falling on my knees. ----------------------- Written for:
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