In the vast expanse of nothing.

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There's something there.
Something in the stars that makes me long.
Like the nighttime reflection of a vast puddle of nothing.
I yearn, I reach, and yet I cannot stretch my arms far enough to touch the stars.
I will always be below them.
An expanse I will never be a part of.
I will never touch the stars.

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