The sea of stars is a sight to behold,
But for one person, it's not worth the cold.
Only shining once or twice a year, It's not worth the wait, it's clear.
It only shines when stepped on or moved,
Not a natural light, it's behooved.
But the stars above, they never fade,
Eternally etched, they are never swayed.
The stars are always shining bright,
No need for violence, no need to fight.
They are a constant in the endless sky,
Till the end of time, they'll never die.
So while the sea of stars may be admired,
For this person, it's the stars that are desired.
Eternally shining, always bright, The stars are a true and timeless light.
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Compression, A List Of Poems.
Poetrywritten using other people's perspectives. I wanted to be in their shoes. So I'll compress my overflowing feelings and write them letter by letter.
