Drawn in the stars.
You're not interested in them,
are you?
Or at least,
not ones I would spin.
I can trace the history
of man's imagination
but I cannot trace
the trajectory of your thoughts.
I can point
to the lies the ancients told themselves
to keep their children warm,
to place the image of heroes before them
when they face the monsters in life.
I cannot point
to the moment you started to lie.
Or did you?
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