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Flying Monkey

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His charm was a polished, empty cup.
From a distance, it gleamed, an object of desire,
but if you peered inside, there was nothing
but a cold, echoing vacuum.
He was the sun and the moon of their small world,
and he demanded that everyone orbit him,
reflecting his light back at him
or be consumed by his shadow.
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