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Human Fault

In Orion’s belt

Stars are perfectly aligned

Mocking our talents

Written in February 2018: I imagine I was walking home from the library one night and noticed everyone’s favorite constellation, Orion, in the Williamsburg night sky. Feeling playfully frustrated with my schoolwork, I wrote this poem before falling asleep.


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