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Scarborough circa 1989 Jacqui in the night of the instant sunrise Raises the morning on her shoulders Swelling between tears and laughter She melts words into meaning and gambles on intuition and power Jacqui in the night of the instant sunrise looking back and looking forward finds the dawn most appealing and issues commands and warnings to all those with the inner strength to heed them Jacqui in the night of the instant sunrise smiles, and the strength of metal and the purest of beauty are forged anew Into the eyes of this miraculous woman I enter a new beginning where wisdom lives, and moves, behind her horizons Jacqui in the night of the instant sunrise becomes the centre where all truths are issued passage and all lies are refused Jacqui in the night of the instant sunrise blends courage and compassion into hues of fine precision and automatic weapons Jacqui in the night of the instant sunrise spreads warmth like a familiar blanket and moves the day by her power just as it moves her. James H. Webb
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Jul 13, 2014
Jul 13, 2014 at 12:02 AM UTC
Jacqui in the Night of the Instant Sunrise
Scarborough circa 1989 Jacqui in the night of the instant sunrise Raises the morning on her shoulders Swelling between tears and laughter She melts words into meaning and gambles on intuition and power Jacqui in the night of the instant sunrise looking back and looking forward finds the dawn most appealing and issues commands and warnings to all those with the inner strength to heed them Jacqui in the night of the instant sunrise smiles, and the strength of metal and the purest of beauty are forged anew Into the eyes of this miraculous woman I enter a new beginning where wisdom lives, and moves, behind her horizons Jacqui in the night of the instant sunrise becomes the centre where all truths are issued passage and all lies are refused Jacqui in the night of the instant sunrise blends courage and compassion into hues of fine precision and automatic weapons Jacqui in the night of the instant sunrise spreads warmth like a familiar blanket and moves the day by her power just as it moves her. James H. Webb
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Jul 13, 2014
Jul 13, 2014 at 12:02 AM UTC
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