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⊆ 3:36 AM by Pete | , . | ˜ 0 comments »

Amidst the churning of a sacred river
rides an array of glittering silver
A dazzling sight of dancing diamonds
and shattered prisms and plays of light

Transfixed I stood, as silent witness
Beguiled in bliss and merry wonder
I bathed and soaked in watery splendor
And caught the glamor of their essence

Shimmering spectacular the little stars
Emblazoned across a watery wake
I followed the yearnings of their voices
And danced the dance of prism daggers.

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