The speck showing
a future among
Sharpie scribbled skies.
A planet who shines
its hardest with
a raging surface.
A white ray ripping
Through the black hole above,
Gouging out soulless eyes.
An Idea written
Out of goals to break
walls emitting shadows
A spot separated
From where it belongs,
though it belongs nowhere.
A strength shown as
It bursts through
What seemed impossible.
The Dream untouchable, but
Desire still sits,
Waiting to be reached.
The Star, alone, one of many.
James Bowie High School
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