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    • Nov 11, 2022
    • 1 min read

The Star Hill


O those stars,

in the night sky,

forever, glowing bright

by the hours.


But now no star can be seen,

as the hill becomes lonely . . .

without a soul to be seen,

upon this cliff.


Artwork by Joshua Schrock

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