Sonnet 29…
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Damn Yankees .¡.’-’,
“Can you take me high enough…
—to fly me over…
—fly me over yesterday…”
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Willy `•.
“Haply I think on thee’ and then my state—
like to the lark at break of day arising
from sullen earth…
—sings hymns at heaven’s gate…”
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Me `’.,°~ 🪂
“Heaven… hear me… 🪂
—lift me…
—not away from it… 🪂
—but above its weight… 🪂
—so love can fly…” 🪂
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All rights reserved…`’.,°~
Heart of Loia `'.,°~ 