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Dec 2014
Catch the one you beckoned
To fall down to you
Out of the deep black sky.
It burns unless you play it
Quickly from hand to hand.
As beautiful and sparkling,
As glowing and exotic.
You cannot too soon
Find a ladder tall enough
To place the jewel back
From whence it came.
ottaross
Written by
ottaross  Ottawa
(Ottawa)   
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     Bassam A and Kate Irons
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