fly blue and yellow
bow your head, hands together
pray for peace on earth
My long search continues.
How does it work?
Terrific!!!
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By Steve Lance3 years ago in Poets
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By George’s Girl 2026 4 days ago in Poets
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By Tim Carmichaela day ago in Feast
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