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Here you will find the writings of the poet Theodore Waterfield

The Last Day

I will step into the invisible air,
off the cliff,
and learn to fly!
To never be afraid again.
Call soundlessly to the sea,
I’ve heard your song,
and changed,
looking in your eyes.
All the years
that heaped their stones upon me,
will be cast away,
and my wings
will have the lightness of eternity
inside them.

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