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beaded bracelet

I saw this girl last night.

she danced through my dreams,

she spun and lept ahead on me.

i never saw her face while she teased me,

all i saw was her beaded bracelet.

it copied her every turn,

when she moved it moved.

the blue saphire beads sparkled in the light.

when i woke i felt a void.

she was gone,

never to return.




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