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Old Friends (Free verse) by sliver
A single star
Cradled in a crescent moon.
Shedding a light
More silver than blue.
A wedding tomorrow.
Will that star still be there?
Is it some kind of omen
For the love they share.
It's funny how
I can see it from here,
How they come together,
In the heavens without fear.
I'll be watching tonight
To see if they meet again.
To cradle like lovers
Or kiss like old friends.
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Arithmetic Mean: 7.069307
Weighted score: 7.069307
Overall Rank: 23
Posted: May 21, 2004 12:40 PM PDT; Last modified: May 21, 2004 12:42 PM PDT
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