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Ursa's Tail (Free verse) by bamf909 This constellation holds
no consolation in its vastness-- bleak vacuum stares
open-mouthed at me, swallowing my reflection, reciprocating never.
stargazing, many things become one-way streets,
paved alongside brilliant flashes,
but still I freeze,
infrequent streetlamps not enough keep me warm.
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