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anthony gatta poetry November 13, 2018 0 Minutes

suspended in amber

polished, precious

glowing, glistening

something to admire

to protect

to cherish

something to hold

and never let go

but my hands shake too much

Published by anthony gatta

Published November 13, 2018

iamwhoiam says:

November 14, 2018 at 11:37 am

this one is just gorgeous

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