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fire·works
- Ryan Schwaar
- Dec 31, 2021
- 1 min read
Updated: Jan 7, 2022
Some thoughts are like fireworks. From a fixed point they sparkle generously through a navy sky. And I watch them, taking notes like an eager young explorer. My eyes gleam, two children at a tree-lighting. Later, I open my notebook and see scribbles. "Looks like some sort of rocket," I say with confused, round eyes and a shrug. I know that they were beautiful while they were.
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