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Invisible winds
wrap you in their warm embrace
Close your eyes and fly
About the Creator
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from death into life
Young Aldin of Wiloh had never contemplated death. It was almost strange — so many around him had the tendency to obsess over it, to clamor and claw almost desperately at their own perceptions of the end to know death as much as they could: when it would come, why it would come, where it would take them when it did.
By angela hepworth5 days ago in Fiction
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Well done. I feel I can fly.
Very nice