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A Star-seed’s Sonnet

Heartache is strange yet purposeful and just;

Better to suffer than live in disgrace!

Straining to better, even after we're dust,

Longing to comfort your beautiful face

"Listen!" and "Fight!"' the plight that avoids few;
Incompatible with heavenly fate
"Stop it!" and "Wrong!"; you feel God inside you!

and brush all aside whom would curse you with hate.

You come from the stars, my heavenly dove

and I give you the world, with all of my love!