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  • Writer's pictureSophia Aguiñaga


i can become

the stars

i can be

the morning light

a jewel

burning itself

slowly to death

solely to give

ancient light

to other worlds

shrouded in darkness

warming them

from their sleep

so bright

they can’t help

but open their eyes



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