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ONCE
� Pete ([email protected] (Pete Bolte))
Once
In my life
I was touched by a cloud
Floating free, lifting me
To heights unimagined.
Encompassing me with cool wisps
Of peace.
Surrounding me
With gentle curving edges.
Enveloping me with support.
Promising me its everlasting softness.
It went its way.
Pushed somehow
By its own unfelt wind.
And now, fallen,
I gaze upon a cloudless sky.
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