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Post by wren on Dec 3, 2006 0:20:47 GMT -5
When I was young I thought diamonds Stars that had fallen to earth Placed in settings of silver and gold How disappointing to learn the truth Of their origins
I love the stars In the sky above me Those same lights that beckoned to All who came before me And soothed them in the darkness
It is sometimes just as disappointing To learn the truth of those we love Those who fall from our grace Whom we had placed on pedestals We see in them what we might be If we fell as well
And so I would rather see Those stars and flaws Within myself as in others Neither above nor below me And to find the truth within myself First and last
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Post by bran_sinnach on Dec 3, 2006 0:27:45 GMT -5
Beautiful wren, and really touching, a wonderful read as always.
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