《Dark Poetry》LXXI: shooting stars

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Stars fall into the earth,

And for a moment,

Before the whiplash,

I see the light

And the beautiful, beautiful pain

Of a dying thing.

But when the light dims,

I am left to wonder

Why such a beautiful thing has to die.

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