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It is not how
the sun rises
but the colour
of the sky
at dawn
dusk, twilight
that I marvel at
more than the necklace
in a green box
of the tiniest butterfly
captured in my drawer.
Christina Strigas
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Light and dark played against each other proves no contest here. Short but very sweet Chrissy.
Thanks Mike. Sometimes it has to be short to be effective. Xo
Beautifully worded:)
Thank you Vishal:)