Epistles for my thorned metaphors

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listen to the beating of
your heart. listen to the
stardust rushing in your
veins. listen to the flow
of your blood like stars.

you are made of galaxy.
you are the sun.
you are the moon that shines
in the dark.

you are everything.

we are the ocean of galaxies.
we are loved.
we are the galaxies.