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Cassiopeia


The Queen, in all her beauty

watch her majasty dangle

upside down

from the cosmos

hands reaching in regret

(or vain desire?)

frozen

in stone and stars

cemented in endless astronomy

singing sweet, celestial 

(or selfish?) melodies 

to her galaxy 

 

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