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Jan 2016
Our feelings
like stars in the sky
only on clear nights
we see, but aren't they
always there?
Their trajectories
Their orbits we trace
through age
We master not of
their destiny, but
some shared voyages
To peregrinate, even  
on cloudy days
We've learned to
believe in and trust
our feelings—
our celestial guidance
Megan Zhao
Written by
Megan Zhao  Columbus, Ohio
(Columbus, Ohio)   
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