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Our city lights,
however small in comparison,
nullify the countless Stars
of the wondrous night Sky.

Perhaps
this is analogous to how
things that seem to be
so very close,
so very small,
so very benign,
so very familiar,
so very attainable;
things of our conscious creation;
can preclude even the very awareness
of far greater,
far more beautiful,
far more powerful things;
both external and internal;
both transient and eternal;
and why we must
take great care
and
act with great tact
and
act with immense respect
if
we, as mortals:
curators of reality;
are to be trusted
with such effervescent potency.
 Sep 2014 Claire
Patrice Diaz
Your name,
When aligned vertically,
Are formed into separate letters;
Letters turned into acrostics

You,
Just like your name,
Are an acrostic;
So many meanings

So many words
So significant
So indescribable
So you

You
Just you
 Sep 2014 Claire
a m a n d a
purpose
 Sep 2014 Claire
a m a n d a
the saddest thing
i've ever seen
is the stillness of windmills
What the hell
Why do I care so much
Why?
I don't know why, I never used to be like this.
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