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Gloria Horton-Young's avatar

Starlight on the road—

Five points where paths cross, whispers

Jazz in every step.

Night whispers secrets,

Five lines drawn in the sand—gone

With dawn’s first light.

In a diner’s glow,

Coffee rings as pentagrams—

Magic in mundane.

Beat feet on pavement,

Each step a point of the star—

Life’s map, unfolding.

Old records spinning,

Notes like stars in a circle—

Dance in their light.

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erniet's avatar

Protects from evil

If scribed appropriately;

No gaps in the lines!

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