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Venus and Jupiter, Betelgeuse and Sirius, she can look up and see you just as I can, just as we did the night I brought my laptop with the star finder and we lay on our backs on the grass airstrip and watched the shooting stars. Look in on her, please, give her a little starshine, a sense of wonder, maybe she’ll remember. She was such a frail, tiny, pretty slip of an angel. You were there then, too. Now she’s grown-up and severe and she doesn’t speak to me. Remember me to her. And remember her then, for me, when I forget.
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sparkling diamonds in
coal-black sky: raindrops on a
cosmic spider web
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Comments: 28
cosmic spider web" I like the metaphor.
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