i breathe the same air as you.
i live under the same sky as you.
i share the same moon as you.
but i wonder − why are we so different, yet so alike?
why do I feel the cold of the sun on your hottest days?
why do I feel like a ufo that has crashed into your planet?
why are we so different, yet so alike?
perhaps it's because i was always meant to fly in the space between us.
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Ephemeral Stars
Poetrythis is a journey through the stars; a short series of ephemeral thoughts. © february 2019
