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Aug 2014
I gave an idle
Skyward glance,
When night is blackest
Blue,
There flared a meteor,
Long as a blink,
Through
My atmosphere.
It helped,
I think,
That I recalled,
How you once
Caught my eyes.
Francie Lynch
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Francie Lynch
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