The sun is warm
The world is new.
I am Known
Though fall has come
The Cicadas still Sing
The Crickets and Frogs hum
The world all alight
Out from treachery-
My Wings unfurl.
I dance the Sky
Swift and Graceful
My Exaltations carry-
Through the leaves
I shout for joy
For I am Free.
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