Swirling oceans and stormy seas.
Lightning flashes, but thunder will cease.
Planets will turn, that will always be.
Staring up at the galaxy.
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Late Night Poetry
PoetryRambly poems that I write late at night. I only just realised that rhymed, how ironic. Uploads every Friday
Galaxy
Swirling oceans and stormy seas.
Lightning flashes, but thunder will cease.
Planets will turn, that will always be.
Staring up at the galaxy.
