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| Poetry | ||||||||||||||
| By Luz Elena | ||||||||||||||
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| Precious Jewel | ||||||||||||||
| A precious jewel dark, but yet so devine, | ||||||||||||||
| created and shaped in darkness and engraved with time and knowledge, | ||||||||||||||
| sensitive to the touch and sound I try to secure the shine it holds, | ||||||||||||||
| but to my touch it seems to turn bold. | ||||||||||||||
| Protection that I give, I hold it so close, | ||||||||||||||
| almost lost once, but now I rehold. | ||||||||||||||
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