RISE

for the students of a certain learning institution

I was a copy:
another yellow shirt,
a pair of khaki pants.

I was contained:
a lunch inside a paper bag
labeled in black sharpie.

I was detected:
a belt, a couple lose coins
I throw into the bin.

Now I am here:
a star with a name
on a desk.

Soon I will Rise;
you’ll spot me in the dark
burning in the distance.

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