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So gallent he stands,  revealing his might,  and you a mere reflection,  of anothers light. A tear appears, through the crust,  thousands of years,  all in dust. Will you never,  reveal your face,  to let our eyes,  see what they taste. Drown your sorrow,  ease your pain,  a thousand tears,  are in vain. Crust is crumbling,  ground it shakes,  bcause of a step,  you would'nt take. Though doomed you are,  to reflecting light,  no beauty can compare,  when you bloom in the night.

Touch of sadness,  you now ware,  to be forever,  hung in the air. Slow down borrower,  see what you are,  a thousand wishes,  could'nt make you a star. By Donald L Holmes

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