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Winged prayer
I would ease you from false light
into which you blindly flew
hold you gentle all this night
breathing new life into you
every sure, bold swoop
gentle landing, joyous lift
flit, dart, and languid loop
I'd ever made, would be my gift
thrust you fluttering aloft
to soar daylight's bluest haze
without care, and sun kissed soft
knowing only summer days
...
dear Hugh
what sheer delight
the miracle that is
you
in flight
(For hemihead)
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