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Magic
I could use a little magic tonight
some sorcerer to sympathize
and with his kind arcane words
conjure a spark so I may finally
find my way to some lovely land
lucent with Panglossian light
after doleful decades stumbling
solitary and blind in the bitterly
brumal dark fearing with each
step I will fall and fail to rise
Copyright ©
Angela Douglas
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