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First Flight

When I look out
Of the glass pane and
I see dolphins
Breaching, then what?

They leap for joy
Over the coral
Fields. Welcoming me
To a new world

Bounding through iced
droplets that I 
Have met me before
Danced on my skin

As a child in
the monsoon downpour
Of Missouri spring
Drenched in their

kisses.

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