Listen to poem:
Under a Precarious Moon
and here we are
in our castle built from cards
one gust of wind and we go
down down down
grand illusions
mere delusions
curiosity getting the best of us
in spite of red flags waved
in the heat of the moment
warning signs cast aside
caution thrown to the wind
AP: 2nd place 2026, Honorable Mention 2026, Honorable Mention 2023
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