Brilliant meteor way up high,
On a collision course with Earth.
Falling from the evening sky,
Like a roman candle in the north.
What if anything will remain,
If you make it to the ground,
Will you be consumed in flames?
I doubt that you shall e're be found.
6/15/10 29 palms ca.
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