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Have I collected enough feathers?
See... I've been told that the first flight,
can only happen when your heart has collected enough,
love & light...
And so I went on a journey.
The narrative of a street poet.
Reciting poems heard whispered by the wind.
Speaking in vibrations like that of spell incantations.
And each time, I'd let my love spill out from my center...
Letting the streets know I am with them.
Every ear, like air...
every minute like water.
These are the precious gifts given to me,
by each stranger.
Each now my sisters and brother.
And here I am now...
counting feathers, and more.
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