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as starlings
kiss
my still
I fill
my soul
w/constellations
golden
glistening
guiding
me to peace
in defiance
of the rubicund
regime
that bleeds
greed & grasps
at superseding
citizens
from flight/feeling
resistance
requires
recognition
of their
black dwarves
& lack
of a loving
core
that
emits
nothing