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People do closely gather around

     clutching fingers reaching out

grabbing pinching causing pain

     troublesome messages they have for me

wings now you must grow

     bursting forth set them free

Fling into the tenuous air

     soaring high above the now

pixie dust you must fling

     before you do then step forth

and upon it freely go

     soar above the minefield

and nightmares that are not

     monsters lurking not in the night

and the fears that are not there

     with them coping then you will go

in confusion wonder I

     seeking how to understand

confusing I find the words

     mumble jumble do they seem

seek do I too happy make

     strangers gathered about me

and act upon the other strange words

     that do make no sense to me