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May 2019
Through the narrow glass doors
I see the forest sprite with life
Branches covered in leaves
Like emeralds
A bright Sky just above
Like sapphires
A Hot fiery sun
Like gold
Jewels of all kind lay dormant in the minds of artists but sometimes fine beautiful thing such as jewels are described with a poets hand to show the world superficial beauty
Written by
Josey  F
(F)   
75
     Fawn and Bogdan Dragos
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