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Sep 2020
It can’t be said
in simple words;
it can’t be shown
with a handful
of glitter bombs,

The complexity,
the majesty,
the wonder-ful-ishness
of magical nights
and fireflies.

Reach out wide
into the space
of a billion
no a trillion
moments in time

And grasp an
fragment of
Creation’s pure
peculiar offerings.
Written by
   Elizabeth J
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