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I love the way the light filters through trees

and how the ocean sounds at night

and my feet sinking into the earth

and bird song at sunrise

and how my name sounds on your breath

No light penetrates, waving goodbye at the entrance.

Like a monarch, it emerges at the other end. 

In the flap of a wing, new possibilities unfurl. 

Dear Citizens of the World, there are so many issues, every direction you look, every person you talk to, they have their issue, animal abuse or cancer or fair treatment of farm workers.

It must be opened,

The letter I mean. 

It must be received, 

This I mean.

Read the first line. 

See what it says.