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"The Streaker" (by Joe DiMino)
Often I wander in my mind
(My starry-way of thinking);
Find a distant gleam
Point myself
As if throwing a dart
And let go
My inclination
To aim
Away from darkness
Trusting to God
In His Time
For bright impact
Optimist for sure!
To the extreme
Having looked for light
In the deepest wells;
With hands tied
Was able to grasp,
Draw near
Sometimes only the smallest spark
The purest
Free from inclusions
And shadows,
Jewels of the Heavens
I uncover myself
Without further digging
Exposed and flashing
It is the naked truth in me
The way I was born,
Off I go, streaking
A bare comet
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