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By Jenn Blair

I gleaned from a field of sky,
then re-opened the envelope.

When this shard and my sentences
come to rest in your hands,
they might seem lifeless,
but remember:
they once were attached to something
that might still be out there
flying in the dark
at this very moment--wings
beating furious and fast.

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