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Dec 2015
She, a beauty with no compare,
Dances endlessly in the air,
Caught my heart with no warning.
I, a smudge in the history,
Contained no beauty,
Sing songs only for her.

She, a reincarnation of the sky,
So blue and marvelous,
Would not dare to look down.
For I, a monster from the dirt,
Would only taint her beauty,
So I returned to the earth.

Now she was all alone,
No I to taint her,
This all I did to protect.
Because she and I will never be,
Like the sky and earth you always see,
Never met in the horizon.
Niel John Ortizo
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