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[title] => The Glider
[time] => 2018-03-15 14:49:48
[hometext] => Experience of flight
[bodytext] => In quickening breath
I glide inside the breeze,
Like an eagle that has left its nest
To tickle the tops of Alpine trees.
I navigate the northern stream
Defiant of the cliffs that drop;
I’m gliding high upon a dream
Tasseling the emerald hair of hill tops.
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[informant] => Durango
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