Anomaly Poem by John Leon

Anomaly



How is it you've come 'round?
No mold was ever found
Nor maker to lay claim
To this priceless treasure, lost in name
The Earth was angled just right,
And all the planets alligned
The universe had begun,
And never again will there be one
Such as you

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