• Vol. 04
  • Chapter 02
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The Starting Point of a Human(e) Star.

Forthcoming is a tide, with
a finale much to surmise

Turnpike in the water, a
breakdown at the shore

After a torrent, born
to a burning sevenfold

Stories strewn asunder, a
peek into notes of strains

Now followed by millions, in
slow tedium of spotlight-fame


All this audacity so blinded, with
our adulation holding these blinds
Wondering if the stars, are
us, or our unsung scars.