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Feb 2020
I know exactly what there is
to witness as the sun flashes
in the dance of a million brilliant
diamonds atop the tumble of the sea.
It is the Dead, and each flash a call -
"We were the rich, the poor,
the beautiful, the plain,
the experienced, the naive,
the timid and the brave.
We are the dead,
and you will join us here
in this exile of radiance
and liberty."
Written by
Miracle Beyond Me  49/M/Ohio
(49/M/Ohio)   
92
     --- and Perry
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