High Voltage Huitain
Fireballs of far off feather stars
lucid dreams they touch and tickle;
Diamonds dancing dazzling Mars
mirage of something magical;
It passed me something practical
writing on my soul with knowledge;
Tossed in a well with a nickel
waiting to capture high voltage.
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