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100WCGU week 32


...Take a Leap of Faith...

Close your eyes.
Breathe 
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Heighten your senses and FEEL things around you.

Shuffle forwards and curl your toes around the edges.

That's it.

Relax. Everything is fine. You're fine. You've got this. 




It's okay.




There's no rush. 
You have to come to it in your own time.

Remember everything you were told and just go with what feels right. I know you can do it.

Close your eyes.
Breathe 
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Heighten your senses and FEEL things around you.

Take a leap of faith...

Open your wings and 

S              O                  A                    R



little bird of mine.



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  1. AnonymousWednesday, February 29, 2012 3:34:00 pm

    Loved it Jim! Especially liked the way you used the words "DEEPLY" and "FEEL" and "SOAR". For the challenge I also went with poetry and a bird taking flight.

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  2. Rachel SelbyWednesday, February 29, 2012 4:14:00 pm

    I thought it was a hypnotherapy session until the last line. Or maybe little birds sometimes need therapy aswell?

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  3. AnnaThursday, March 01, 2012 6:15:00 pm

    This is just fabulous. I love poetry of all types but poetry which combines art is something extra special. I would love to share this with my class when I do shape poems later in the year.
    Well written :D

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  4. Dughall McCormickThursday, March 01, 2012 7:36:00 pm

    Love it Jim! We were along similar lines!

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  5. Writing from the EdgeFriday, March 02, 2012 9:20:00 pm

    Ah - that's lovely!

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