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• Your highness
  The stars are far, my queen, the stars are fading, drifting further. Their light is dim, my queen, t...
• Verb-less
  Two pairs of eyes Celestial bodies Two hearts, magnets Forceful separation Walls of ice ......
• Stone
  Why am I a stone Yet to be inscribed Thrown with other stones Victims of their pride...

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