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Apr 2012
Just as the embers reach toward the moon, climbing through the night sky and disappearing among the stars; so red-orange maids are among white diamond dames.  Neither shall reach the moon, for in his light theirs shall wane.  But 'tis only the stars that shall remain at peace in the sky: not moving nor falling.
Margaret Hein
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