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Feb 2013
From her bowstring
the arrow loosed,
flying from her sight
far into the sky.

I was here,
standing in the shining sun
when her dart
dived deeply into my heart.
Written by
ulflyr69  Maine
(Maine)   
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   Marsha Singh
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