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The stars are harsh on this bright night:
I'm stabbed with light— It burns a hole Right through my soul. Awash with moonbeams—darkness calls, A teardrop falls; Serenity Now beckons me. I look up at the sparkling skies, Squeeze shut my eyes, Take one last breath Then leap to death. (Minute Poem: Three stanzas of 8-4-4-4 syllables. Rhyme scheme: aabb ccdd eeff. Written in iambic meter).
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