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Seeing the stars, words come to me.
More than branches in a tree, less than droplets in the sea.

I'm trapped, cornered by rhymes.
They won't let me go until I write the lines.

This is why you, yes you, stranger.
This is why you find me here, and can read my lines sometimes sinister.
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