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Through a field of wavering grass came a procession of men and women. Colors flowed from their bodies shimmering like wings of a butterfly skimming over gold and emerald water. They smiled as they passed me on their way none would say to where. Mirrors flashing in their hands like dangerous jewels in the sun as they beckoned me to follow but I was blinded by their swords of light.

Excerpt from Light-Years in the Dark: StoryPoems (see more)
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