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Read if you dare... Okay, so it's not a very good poem, but here's the story - today, I was sitting on the bus to go home and realized I didn't have my headphones with me and so couldn't listen to any music. So I look through all the books and journals in my backpack and decide I'll be creative for once. I'm going to write a poem. No clue what to write about, haven't been inspired in many months. Then I start pondering the meaning of the word "star" and quickly realize for the first time why celebrities are called stars: they are distant, untouchable, and bright.I'll call this poem (for now) "Star."Star of starsSuspended in the skyYour brightness flickersIn another's eyesBut when the morn comesI see you and see you still higher and waitFor the night to comeAnd show you a while UntouchableFor the dayOr the clouds comeTo give me a breakAlone I must thinkThe curtain partsFrom a thousand distant lightsFrom a million million milesYet you areMy star of starsCritique? I might add some more...
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