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Apr 2023
They may sneer at me in malice
Criticise and carp
Sully my shine by slinging mud
And my self-perception warp

I think my star annoyed them
As it, fiery, lit the night
A platinum bead, pearl of heaven
And conduit of light

But they wished to see that star to fall
Plummet to destruction and obscurity
And as the bad luck poured on down
Over my life, they gloat with glee

But I eternal rainbow
That towers over, upstage the rain
When judged by god for lies, misdeeds
They’ll finally be smothered in their shame
Megan Sherman
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