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beyond the pull
of northern lights
a roll of sacred tongue
reminds me now
how far from birth
another birth is come
to take me in
to lift me up
when i’d forgotten how
it felt to love
it felt to fly –
this destiny allowed
with arms to save
from all that was –
tis you
where i belong
tho nights were lost
to slumber –
was for this
i waited on

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