Visionary Voyager
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Sandra Feldman
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When I read certain Poetry,
I travel far away from me,
The Sky seems near and within touch,
The Spirit leaves its cage as such.
A feeling of Immensity,
Embraces me so totally,
I feel ethereal and in touch,
With Mysteries, I love so much,
In trance with words I've never heard,
Before me open brand new worlds,
And I no longer can be me,
My spirit Free thru Poetry.
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