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stars

Stars twinkling, turning, bowling through the blackness

and planet rings orbit multicoloured gas giants

as they hang sorrowful in the vast emptiness.

Billions of years ago when it was all dark and

no light shone, no stars glowed, no planets had

ever thrived with the life that enriches them now,

our world never existed. But now as we stare into

nothingness from the mountaintop wondering

where does it go, what is out there, why do we exist

­and what will happen to us tomorrow, the stars

that existed centuries before us look down on us

in awe of what we’ve done, how far we’ve come.

As a mirror we look back to them, frozen in amazement,

my eyes wide because these stars led me to you.



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