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Nov 13
Arms under my head,
Folded and clasped,
With the cold concrete
Beneath my back.
The stars mirror
In my eyes, but as
I blink, I notice the red
Dots flickering on and off.
Suddenly, the sky full
Of stars is only littered
With machines and
Metal birds.
The darkness.
The city lies.
I shiver.
Written by
Sia Harms
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   Ben Noah Suresh and karma ch
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