The fluttering of a bird
The eye of the world
Shimmering with power
In the light and dreams
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When the darkness comes
Creeping up from the shadows
It engulfs the world in a black night
A inverse day, a night of bright
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Stardust
PoesíaWe are all made of Stardust Though we know it not We are all the same. Not diffrent. We are all one. - A collection of poems about the natural world. All poems are created by me. Cover made by me! Updated Wednesdays and Saturdays.
