SHINE

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There is a price for all shine

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The Sun collapses in on itself

Consumes and fuses

That light might cast

On the hard edges of diamonds

compressed in the earth’s breast

Taken from the ground

By hands shiny with scars

Earned in the life’s labors

That too carry babies

Into the world shining with

The mother’s triumph

That they  might

Peer into the age worn

Light of Grandparent’s eyes

No shine is earned without effort

The world tumbles us all smooth

Compression and fusion

That we might be

The Sun’s reflection