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glimpse…
then, she was gone
fallen from the highest level of his mind
not as an elevator
but more kin to magic
a short pocket full of light
a whirl of a mysterious spark
a gentle pose, as a smiling beaming glow
the church bells rang
in the towers of his heart
elegance took a brief dance
for the first time in neverland
streams tilled the desert with wild waves of applause
he reached into the river bank of his memory
hoping to hold the sight once again
of the first glimpse
About the Creator
Rowan Finley
Father. Academic Advisor. Musician. Writer. My real name is Jesse Balogh.
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