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A haunting reflection on nascence, conditioning, and the human struggle for meaningful connection. The motif of the star plunging from the sky brings to mind the myth of the Nativity, reflected through a contemporary lens. I find myself wondering, in the words of Yeats, "what rough beast, its hour come round at last, / Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?"
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