Sunlight ricochets off my facets.
Array of colors, glinting
One smooth unbroken end
One mountainous valleys, hills, untamed.
A being of Mother.
Created thus, the form behold.
Throughout ages on end.
Admired.
Being nothing, but what I am
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| Shinning gem I, Sunlight ricochets off my facets. Array of colors, glinting One smooth unbroken end One mountainous valleys, hills, untamed. A being of Mother. Created thus, the form behold. Throughout ages on end. Admired. Being nothing, but what I am |
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| - copyright Lilith, 1999 | ||