THE SPARK/ working progress
July 18, 2019
I saw it when i was five.
Not knowing what they was.
They danced infront of me in the sky.
Nowadays we call them starrs.
It happened again at age ten,
While sleeping in my bed.
Around 6 p.m.
I encounted them again.
This time i ran to mom screaming.
They tried to take my hands.
From my wrists, to my finger tips.
It was apple red.
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