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She said false starts. I
heard false stars.
Like runners that begin and have to come back
because of someone too anxious.
Even if I started now I’d never get there.
It’s too far and we can’t believe that long.
We’d have to come back.
And they are false. They’ve told us for years.
They may fall right out of the sky while we watch.
They may not even be there now, the light’s so old.
Silent light. An old unbelievable song
the farther back you go.
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