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I'm the universe
I always wanted to be someone's muse
the subject of their drawings,
their songs,
their poems,
I've romanticized creative people
simply because I needed the validation
though why did it take me so long to realize that
I'm the creative person I've been searching for
Why have I never written a poem about how
my acne marks resemble stars in the sky
my thoughts the sun to light up
the moons that are my eyes
why am I just now realizing
that I am just as complicated as the night sky
as beautiful as the universe
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