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(n.) the alignment of celestial bodies
Reflection, introspection. Wondering what it is like to be alive; tasting the sound of music; inhaling words instead of spewing them; seeing the wind and retrospect. Unmoving and unthinking and in a sagacious daze. Closing eyes, seeing nothing, feeling the breeze and altering thought to nothingness.
A night foggy with light pollution, but you can still see the stars. The moment when the sun and the moon bicker for light. The hazy unsureness between midnight and dawn, when the light is the color of spilled milk over a purple horizon.
Syzygy: Just thinking about the sky.
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Impossible & Other Nothings: Poetry
PoetryIt's been worth it all this time It's been worth it to dream of things That can and was and will never be. ------Cover art "The Girl With the Balloon" by Bansky-----------
