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White Dove

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White Dove

I saw you guiding with acceptance, flying with dedication moving left to right making the sky of canvas your jubilant delight.
Moving so gracefully in ways with so much clarity, of love and a humble look, on your face flying high and with the strong winds your body never shook. I saw you that day and you saw me, our spirits bond, a white dove I've never seen for so long, flying so beautifully. You showed such gentle care, within the excitement of your white feather wear, you flew in the high sky of heaven everywhere

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