Facets
there is
a silver stream
that trickles
through a village
and weaves its way
through town
and country
and state lines
covers continents
and boarders and walls and fences
over mountains
sea and air
it seeps into the street
through doors
and windows and bars
can get at anything
anywhere
at anytime
the armored man
the strongest woman
no difference
in the pocket
or the purse
the silver drops
the same
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