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Stars You remind me of hidden things. Lost things. Secrets. And if I were to find you, I would find me. Jaded jewels left behind. I was not one of your kind. You pined for a nonexistent heart of gold. Who knew that you would have sold yours too? Diamond tears Glisten in an ocean of darkness. Stars. --- Feeling I’m feeling like some poetry. Like wild ink on white meadows. I am feeling like the curves of o’s , a’s and p’s and blank. A dangerous fear of a nothingness to be understood. A fear of forgetting what my heart wants to tell this world. Poetry is the craving on a woman’s tongue. Umami of life. I am feeling like some poetry. Elegance strewed across the paper, the quietness of a soul. Not fully known to me at all. -Samira Ali ------