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Lightning

He leaves little sparkles behind,

With each step he takes,

Looks like he carries lightning,

Picked up from a sacred lake.

You can follow the trail of sparkles,

Which lead to him everyday,

Looks like he does it on purpose,

For you, if I may say.

So will you walk down the path,

That leads you to him,

Will the sparkles be enough,

Or I’ll have to write a hymn?

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