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  • When dawn moved in we watched the shade,
    knelt before the lion’s cage,
    felt the rain from the willow tree;
    you helped my soul find me.

    Some things are meant to live unknown
    or to find you when you’re most alone;
    the colored birds fly round the well
    and there is a truth I’ve learned so well.

    There is a truth I’ve learned is joy
    and I found it in your words and voice.
    I found it while shaking rain from trees
    and in a beautiful place that set me free.

    As dawn moved in we watched the moon
    as it flew away like a big balloon.
    And if we all have to float off too,
    know that he who let me fly was you.

    Olivia Pintair, of Williston, Vermont, is a high school freshman and longtime Young Writers Project writer. Olivia has recently published an eBook of her lyrics and poetry to support a Ugandan orphan. The book, “When All That's Left is Light,” is available on Amazon.
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